When I Die And Am Gathered Unto My People Poem by Atsiylah Atty Garfinkel

When I die and am gathered unto my people,
if I can I'll look down from time to time.
I'll see how you are doing in this life,
but I know you'll be just fine.

When I die and I see father Abraham,
I'll be sure to ask him why.
Why did his faith waiver to take Hagar?
I'll ask after Issac when I die.

When I die and am gathered unto my people,
I'll stop in on Moses just for you,
I'll inquire about that Egyptian, and the wandering,
and if the water in the red sea was realy blue.

When I die and am gathered unto my people,
and among HaShem's angels I stand,
I will seek out my husband dearest,
and together we will watch our land.

When I die and am gathered unto my people,
there are so many things I will wish to do,
but before I even think to begin eternity,
I promise to send my love and faith to you.

When I die and am gathered unto my people,
I pray you will be far behind,
but regardless of the distance,
you will always be in my heart and mind.

When I die and am gathered unto my people.