I Died Poem by Phil Soar

The plans I made were scuppered when I woke to find I'd died
I'd floated off to heaven and had woken there inside
The place was almost empty, and not as I expected
It left me feeling pretty down, and just a bit neglected

No one was at the pearly gates to help me find my way
Except a man in white, with a gentle smile, and nothing much to say
I passed him with a nervous grin and said a short 'Hello'
And wandered into heaven with no sign of where to go

And now I'm just a hermit living close to where I woke
Surrounded by these fluffy clouds, and some old random bloke
If I had known the ending, I think I would have said
Choose your lifestyle carefully, it's no good when you're dead