Pearly Gates Poems - Poems about Pearly Gates

Robert Sherriff - Australian - Poet -Author - Singer - Actor - American Historian Photographer Pearly Gates In life, I never take anything for granted. Everything is free, but nothing is guaranteed—except for the certainty of tomorrow when we all must face our final moments. Will God or Jesus take you by the hand and lead...

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Mrs. Marvel wore sweatshirt for twenty-eight years until her final breath. Signed by her 8th grade students, four whom had died a tragic death. Killed in a tragic bus accident on the way to a state cheerleading rally. They met her at the pearly gates – Linda, Cherry, Patrice and Molly McNally....

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Are all the successful people in the world Content and happy with their lives Is a mansion on a hilltop with scads of dough The only thing we need to survive Nay nay good people, we need interaction With others to inspire great things The loving relationships of family and friends Without them, we feel loneliness' sting Floundering at sea like a rudderless...

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when Pearl passed I placed on her tombstone an old pair of bone dice and a short prayer maybe she’ll get lucky...

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After making coffee when you wake You put it in the fridge then realize your mistake We've all done it, be honest It's just some silly test Or if you've passed through the Pearly Gates...

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Seems I'm getting near the end of life's journey So many things still to do, but the future is murky Will it be this year of next Probably a few more I suspect Starting to see visions of those gates so pearly...

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Never did this land become A place to call my only home. Every step I took I marched Into a void, my heart destroyed By longings for another place. Earth, arrayed in greens and blues Cannot compete with countless hues Unseen above, untold, unthought. And so my soul, would not control Its longing for that other place. Watching creatures winged fly on Did...

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Conversed today with my ninety-two-year-old sister Now that's longevity, perhaps I should whisper Case the gatekeeper's asleep The great benefits she'd reap Or maybe the gatekeeper could be into the liquor...

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Don't judge me to harshly O'Lord mercy on my soul I implore For I was born into sin it is a harsh way to begin It's not that I seldom prayed or from church I stayed away It's not that I was full of greed to me it was just my needs And those silly little white lies surly not to my own demise And...

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Speak the truth before it is too late, Cleanse your soul, purge out all hate, So you can stand at the Pearly gate! Values and morals must escalate, Sweep away all the dirt on your slate, Speak the truth before it is too late! Keep your moral account up to date, Your bank account will not help your fate, So you can stand...

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PEARLY GATES I’m brought before Saint Peter, On display in a clear glass crate, Nothing hidden up my sleeve, Except a hammer, I jest to escape. He approaches me out of nowhere, Ask him for a chat while we wait, Gentle voice replies “of course son” We’re summing up, there is no haste. Listen! played the hand I was dealt, Although bluffed,...

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You can't get to Heaven with the Man In The Moon You can't get to Heaven on a flying spoon You can't get to Heaven on a roller skate You can only get to Heaven through the Pearly Gates You might see the Devil in your daddy's barn You might see the Devil in a ball of yarn You might see...

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Nothing but the pearly gates Nothing but the pearly gates; Nothing but the pearly gates; Shall allow me in; Jesus has the key; I rise, I’ll rise And fly up into And rise I will do And fly up onto the gates of heaven… No nothing no one gonna bring me down; A new found freedom I am; Saved by mercy’s grace; I am being up lifted And...

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LOOK TO THE PEARLY GATES would i have taken more pride to my eyes, in the sublimity of each stained-glass window? i never saw the quintessential crown of thorns. i don’t adore the mock up, but look to the pearly gate where true jewels, radiant in purity shine. it’s holy week and most people proudly boast Christ on their shoulders, and tears...

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Conversed today with my ninety-year-old sister Now that's longevity, perhaps I should whisper Case pearly gatekeeper's asleep The great benefits she'd reap Could be the gatekeeper might be into the liquor...

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