Sometimes I catch my face in a mirror,

Or a reflection on a glass.

My expression is desperate.

I think Heaven's forgotten me.

I remember leaving there.

I said I wouldn't be long.

They're having a party without me.

Heaven's forgotten me.

I wasn't supposed to live this long.

I wasn't supposed to be able to have children,

But I have two!

I'm throwing a party for my children here,

To help them remember Heaven.

But Heaven's forgotten me,

And it may be a while 

Before I get the chance to return,

And by then they really won't recognize me.

But that's ok,

Because I remember Heaven

And I remember the way,

And someday they'll remember me.

But not today.

Heaven's forgotten me.

-jenn