None of us will remember where we lived before earth.
Where we dwelt with our Heavenly Father prior birth.
But maybe the reason we cannot recollect.
Was because life was too perfect for us to forget.
Our home up in Heaven, was loving and fair.
Our home up above had all our family there.
It was joyful and peaceful, filled with marvelous sounds.
It was a place where no sin or disease could abound.
Although grand and tremendous the lives we did know.
Our Heavenly Parents knew we needed to grow.
A plan was arranged, and we agreed we would leave
To be tested and tried, to show that we believed.
Now we’re here, and we’re lost, and at times we’re alone.
Deep down, we all want to go back to our Heavenly Home..
But each day we will live, and each day we will learn.
And as we rely on our Savior, each day we will earn..
A place with our Parents, with bodies of glory.
To love and rejoice in one wonderful story.
Elida Quinn Poetry 