One Soul


Never alone?  No I did reply.

A spirit swooped down upon
my heart’s last beat,
scooped up what was left of me.

Death shook my hand,
we walked hand in hand
to heaven’s gate.

The angels sang their heavenly songs,
as I walked along these cobblestones of gold and copper.

Soon my wings grew in,
soon I will know how to fly.

The heaven’s opened wide
so to fit one more soul,
Which I was it.

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