Heaven Express - Poem by Patricia Kelley
She got on board of the Heaven Express.
Her ticket came last night.
She's headed to her permanent address.
No longer will she be filled with life's worries.
No longer will she feel; she's in a hurry.
She now has all the time.
To climb the highest mountain,
Or drink from the biggest waterfall.
Or swim in the deepest water fountain.
She can sip from the fountain of youth.
She will never have to worry about growing old.
She's in Heaven, where the streets are made from gold.
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