It’s six in the evening,
and the sun began to go down.
I’m still drinking my soda at the park
when I looked up and saw her over yonder.
The little girl was excited about something
that she had seen in the sky.
Out of curiosity, I walked towards her
to see what the excitement was all about.
“Look up in the sky! ” the little girl said,
“God made the stairway to Heaven.
We gotta keep our eyes on it
so we won’t lose it! ”
God’s stairway to Heaven was only clouds
but soon it will fade away.
To this girl, it’s more than just some clouds
it’s God’s stairway to Heaven.
From time to time, I still think about…
the little girl and the stairway to Heaven.
But one day I heard that she still believed
‘cause of her faith, she walked on the stairway to Heaven.
A very sensible write..touching and travels deep in the heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I almost gave this a 10 but I finally settled on a 9. I didn't think it was presented as well as it might have been. The story was tremendous. It is the kind of thing poets dream about. That is why it got a nine. You need to take your imagination and run with it.Alas! GW62