When I get to Heaven...



I shall pick flowers of all kinds

out of other people's gardens,

and no one will mind.

I shall gather dust motes

in pillowcases and spread

them in clean places.

I shall spend my days

crocheting snowflakes and

knitting angel wings.

When I get to Heaven I shall eat

Spam with barbecue chips,

on white bread.

I shall slurp my soup and blow

bubbles in my juice.

I shall wear sandals in Winter and

galoshes in Spring.

I shall sing glorious praises

that don't rhyme and

are off key.

I shall hear laughter, merriment

and joy.

When I get to Heaven I shall

borrow someones trumpet and

 join the choir.

I shall wash other's feet and

paint rainbows on their toenails.

But above all, when I get there

I shall kneel before the throne

with bowed head ,

in gratitude,

for all the love

given me;

before I ever got to Heaven.

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