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Building Stairs To Heaven

For all the tears I shed means I'm getting closer to you as I'm building stairs to Heaven. I dread the moment I no longer shed my tears as that's when the stairs will end, But I predict that to be in about eleven years from then. I fear before my stairs are built you and I will be on my stairs I built on our way to Heaven . And the ones I couldn't build just appear like a magic carpet and we just glide our way to Heaven's door the way we were meant to be. Side by side and then I disappear into your arms where I'm whole again looking at the baby Blues.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/29/2009 12:09:00 PM
a message of hope for love to return. john
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Date: 3/26/2009 11:10:00 AM
Yes, never stop building those wonderful stairs unto Heavens throne! For I absoluty and surely believe that they shall never be built in vain! Excellent write of self awareness and inspiration dear Cheryle! A true light of professions and words, as steps upon those sacred stairs! Beautiful write dear lady! Love and warmth always to you and your loves, John!:)
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Date: 3/26/2009 9:21:00 AM
A very thoughtful, tender tribute to your love, Cheryl. Well written!
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Date: 3/26/2009 7:57:00 AM
I like the way this poem ended, for it does have a blues motif. I am sure the way to heaven is paved with many a beautiful tears - those that flow for others. Great poem!
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