20 March 2012

Slow and Steady Wins the Race

All the way to Grandma's house
I stayed on the narrow path
But my brother wandered off
Deep into the woods.

Bitten twice by rattlesnakes
Tangled up in poison oak
He fell down and broke his legs
Into a great ravine.

When I arrived at Grandma's house
She had made us tea and cake
She asked me where my brother was
I said, "I don't know", and ate.

When I get to heaven
I'll be greeted warmly
Surrounded by the angels
As Jesus takes my hand.

I'll receive a mansion
On the River Jordan
And a crown of diamonds
For a race well run.

I won't ever lock my doors
I will trust my neighbors
Confident that they deserve
To be there in Heaven, too.

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