I am looking through some of Jolene's writings and ran across this poem:
I stand by the bay and dream of a land
far away in a beautiful place.
My dream is so real it's like I'm in paradise.
I sit on a rock looking out over the sea.
The sun is going down but there
the sun always shines.
Over the sea a cold wind blows but there
a warm cool breeze floats across an island.
I wrap my arms around me.
I know that God is keeping me warm and safe.
Heaven will be like my paradise dream.
Oh, Jolene, it's all that, and more.