God's Chariot
An old woman stepped aboard
God's Chariot and flew
beyond those distant stars.
So few left behind
grieved her lonely passing.
Only a single tear slipped down
an impassive face as she gazed
upon the silent body laid on white satin.
But an army of angels
wept in great joy
a weary, battle-scarred traveler had
reached the gates of Heaven,
and a great multitude swung them wide
and welcomed her home.
God's Chariot and flew
beyond those distant stars.
So few left behind
grieved her lonely passing.
Only a single tear slipped down
an impassive face as she gazed
upon the silent body laid on white satin.
But an army of angels
wept in great joy
a weary, battle-scarred traveler had
reached the gates of Heaven,
and a great multitude swung them wide
and welcomed her home.
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