My Destination

By: MJP1

I bid sorrowful farewells to friends and family.
Knowing I will see them again soon.

I’m greeted by a beautiful chauffeur
dressed in a white and golden hat.

His car is perfect.
Better than a Cadillac or a Ferrari or a mini-van.
Almost like a carriage.

The ride is smooth.
Like an eagle gliding.
But smoother.
I see things out the window.
The view becomes more and more pleasant.
The colors are vibrant.
Almost there.

I step out of the car into paradise.
I see old friends and family I haven’t seen in a very long time.
I can feel the strength of the love all around me and inside me.
I’m there.
This is my destination.


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