The Bible gives us,
a vague idea,
of what Heaven will be.
So I take the truth,
and throw in,
my idea of what I will see.
I will have a beautiful mansion.
It will be all for me.
With a beautiful wooden porch,
and a wooden white porch swing,
there will a beautiful lake,
filled with fish,
and by a wooden dock,
there will be a boat,
and in it will be fishing rods.
Then in the afternoon,
I will take my dog for a walk,
down a street of gold,
just so me and Jesus can talk.
There will never be,
anymore pain.
All anxiety, death, and boredom,
will cease to exist.
Every morning,
afternoon, and night,
will be filled with Righteousness.
It will be filled,
with many of my loved ones,
and I will meet,
many new friends.
My idea could be wrong,
but I do know,
that it will be great in the end.
- Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 29th, 2023 11:55
- Comment from author about the poem: None of us know exactly what Heaven is like, but that when we get there, all pain will go away, and we will finally be at peace. I know that I am going to Heaven because the only way to Heaven is by accepting Christ Jesus in your life. Accept Christ. Jesus saves. Persistence is key
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