Heavens Gate Poem by Michael Gelb
Heavens Gate
Heavens Gate
All through life we may move slow
Not like watching the grass grow
At times were in a hurry
We don’t stop or slowdown to worry
When we get older we do slowdown
Our skin may wrinkle and look like a frown
The only time were never late
When were going up to heavens gate
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