I dreamed death came to me one night, and Heaven's gates flew open wide. With kindly grace, St. Peter came and ushered me inside.
There, to my astonishment, were friends I had known on Earth. Some I had labeled as unfit and some of little worth.
Indignant words flew to my lips; Words I could not set free. For every face showed stunned surprise -- No one expected ME! |
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