I wrote this during Conference, April 2009.

The Day

I sat upon a mountain,
Thinking . . .
So beautiful.
He's watching over me.

I looked into the stars,
Wondering . . .
How many?
He's looking down at me.

I read His scriptures,
Praying . . .
Though I cannot see Him,
He's sitting next to me.

I stare into the white clouds,
In awe
Questioning
Is today the day?

Is today the day
When I see Him again,
Will He take me in His arms,
Will He call me by name,
And say, "I love you,
Come with Me to Our Father."