Last Stop

The tears are cold

Running down my face

As a rush of memories

Takes me to another place.

Thinking of happy times

It suddenly came to me

That your angelic face

I never again would see.

We shared wonderful times

And a few were bad

But they were not enough

To make the memories sad.

I already long for the feeling

Of your softness against me

I had always believed

It would last through eternity.

The last moment I remember

As I gazed into your eyes

Was the tears forming

As we felt our goodbyes.

Then everything went dark

But a distant light I did see

It was drawing me closer

Beckoning to me.

Suddenly I found myself

Flying through space

Where was it taking me

To what unknown place?

As it started to slow down

I could see a large sign

I wondered if this destination

Was mine for all time.

The sign was visible

In all languages to read

I grew uneasy

As we reduced speed.

“This is the last stop

Before Heaven’s Gate

You may stay on board

Or get off here to wait.”

Wait for what wasn’t clear

But a sign under it read

“Wait for the loved ones

You left behind, here.”

As the doors flew open

I ran from my seat

I knew this was my stop

Till again we would meet.

The tears are now warm

Streaming down my face

As a rush of our memories

Greets me in this happy place.

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Books to Touch your Heart

Copyright 2010 John Peter Davis