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Going to Heaven
By Stellar84

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This poem belongs to me, Emily.  All rights reserved.  Please,
no duplicating, copying, or distribution without my consent.
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     Once upon a time
     There was a teen child
     So often was sad
     No longer ran wild

     She constantly moped
     Couldn't seem to have fun
     Her smiles were darkened
     As if life was all done

     She couldn't be happy
     Though everyone tried
     No longer she sparkled
     Forever she cried

     Then one bright morning
     A man walked her way
     Bent down to talk 
     And to her did then say

     "Dear child, why so gloomy
     Dear child, why so sad
     Your life is ahead of you
     You shouldn't feel quite so bad."

     "But sir," she responded
     With tears in her eyes
     "What's the point of my life
     If I'm doomed to die?

     What's the point of living
     And then to find out
     I'm so full of sin;
     To hell, there's no doubt"

     The man only smiled
     And then shook his head
     "My daughter, don't worry
     No more tears should you shed

     The way to my Father
     Is open and free
     And all you must do
     Is simply believe"

     The girl looked startled
     And then did realize
     This man had two holes
     In the palms by his side

     It was then that she realized
     And was able to see
     That she need not have worried
     She was already so free

     For Jesus had come
     And taken her place
     She would go to heaven
     Full of God's grace

     And then she did smile
     No longer alone
     For Jesus was with her
     Her soul no longer to roam