The Five People You Meet In Heaven

Heaven isn’t full of angels and clouds There are five people that will meet you They could’ve been close, or among the crowds They’ll help you construct your life, like glue The first person died because of you And the mistake you had committed Just because of the ball you threw The man’s life was prematurely pitted The second person was your superior The searing flames remain He made your leg inferior To keep you from your bane The third person you never knew of But she knew of your father She saw him yelling out of love He didn’t care if he bothered The fourth person was the love of your life In halls and ballrooms of white she rests Teenagers took the spirit from this woman, your wife People from all over the world make up the guests The fifth person was a little girl Her life was full and pure Her life was ended in a flaming swirl Not saving her forced you from the way you were The hands you took hold of We’re not the hands you thought Another girl would bring you up above For a good life you did wrought -Inspired by the book "The Five People You Meet In Heaven"-