C.J. Heck (August 10 / Born in Columbus OH - living in Florida)
A Poet in the Hereafter
St. Peter met her at heaven’s huge gate,
asking who was she and why had she come.
“Why should I let such as ‘you’ enter in?
I’m busy and there’s such a long line.”
She held her head proudly and vouched for herself,
told him her heart was honest and true,
then went on to list her other good traits
and sat down for a breather when through.
He stood there just staring, a frown on his face,
then proclaimed, “Access denied! ”
Access denied? Stunned, she started to cry
(for the option to heaven is wry) ...
She poured out a story of woe to the man.
“I’m just a poor poet, St. Peter, sir.
I did my very best all of my life
hurt no one did I... maybe once, ” she lied.
All of a sudden the gates opened wide.
There was St. Peter moving aside.
“God loves His poetry, ” he said with a grin.
“Dear poet, please come right on in.”
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