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Heavenly DreamRepenting for inheritance I was walking through this field of white, It was a very pure hue and also so bright; A very large gate that appears as gold, Was directly ahead for my eyes to behold; The gate was nestled into a tall palisade, As I heard an orchestra playing a serenade; Approaching the gate I saw a man stand by, Arms reaching out to me as He gave a sigh; An older man wearing white as he appeared, His face having an aura with graying beard; I saw Him smile at me as He began to talk, "We've been waiting," as we took a walk; He told me we're going to a movie to see, Sitting down I noticed the movie was of me; He showed me my life of the good and bad, Times that I was happy and also being sad; The film was over and looked at me to say, "Since a lot was unforgiven no can stay"; I felt myself falling but suddenly I arose, Repenting to God in prayer for to repose. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2003 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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