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Inspired by a contest-A story of going to Heaven. |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** I stood on the bridge, Head bowed in prayer. I had not a clue Why God led me there. The night was so cold, And nothing felt right. The wind howled at me. I pulled my coat tight. I prayed for salvation, I hoped that he’d hear. Earthly things I forgot As I trembled in fear. God answered my plea And perhaps it was fate. The bridge disappeared, And became Heaven’s gate. |