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When I Get There

Poetry By: skilletgirl2

I wrote this for an outline of a children's story, but I changed my mind, so now it's a poem.

Submitted:Feb 13, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

When I Get There
When I get there
Breathe in the sweet smell of grace in the air
My name's Ruthie and I am sad
But when I get to Heaven, I'll be very glad
My best friend Hannah is dead and gone
Although she's in the place where she belongs
I miss Hannah day by day
But the hope that's coming will chase away all the pain
I know she's free to run and play
Like I'll be, when I get there someday
I'll run by her side until I'm all out of breath
Down to the pasture where we'll lay and rest
Look at the clouds floating by in the wind
Remember the times when we'd play Frisbee and swim
We'll dream all day, I'm sure nobody will care
All I have to do is wait until I get there
We had a dream, that she and myself
We would climb Mt. Everest, and not a bookshelf
For she and I, we liked to have fun
And we kept ourselves busy if we couldn't be in the sun
But when I get there, all of it won't matter
The sun will always shine and we'll always have nice weather
I miss my friend, but I believe
I'll see her again and we'll climb trees
We'll get into mischief and still be perfect
The angels will watch us, we won't sweat it!
When I get there, gonna have fun by Hannah's side
When I get there, gonna enjoy eternal life!


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