The Pearly Gates, by Lunaria Subscribe to rss feed for Lunaria

The pearly gates

The funeral was lovely. There were flowers galore
Up on the alter and even on the floor
There were snap dragons, lilys and roses too
And even my favorite that flower that's blue

What was it's name? oh yes, Forget Me Not
I hope they plant that one at my funeral plot
Friends and family filled the church pews
All of them crying and singing the blues

They filed by my casket to take a last look
After the preacher read from the holy book
Off to the grave yard in the big black hearse
Now it's all over and the crowd can disperse

I am alone in the cemetery. I wander around
Looking at the head stones stuck in the ground
Now where do I go? I am lost and alone
Then I hear a voice from the highest throne

Hey Chester, up here, enter the beam
You'll be lifted instantly, though it will seem
I did as I was bid, and low and behold
I was in front of pearly gates lined with gold

On the other side a figure stood, a book in his hand
While the heavenly choir sang on command
He asked me my name and I answered him true
Then open the pearly gates lined with gold flew

I stepped inside with a spring in my step
Suddenly I was so full of pep
I haven't felt this good since I was seven
Then I realized I was really in heaven.

                                                            
                                                   
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                                             Lila May
Guptill (AKA) Lunaria

                                                            
                                                      Feb
19, 2006
                   

Posted: 2006-02-20 17:02:59 UTC

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