The Sky's Top FloorA Poem by Mari-SweetRide the escalator and at the top, you will meet the Lord Jesus Christ. On this floor, there are gates made out of white pearls. Past these gates are golden streets that shimmer like stars. There are luscious hills to roll down-- free of danger. The plants and trees center themselves around the shiny blue pools of water. But most of all, praise and worship will be the floor’s main event. © 2011 Mari-SweetAuthor's Note
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Added on October 27, 2011 Last Updated on October 28, 2011 AuthorMari-SweetAboutI'm Marilyn. I like to write short stories and poetry. I wrote my first story at the age of 12 and have been keeping a story collection since I was 13 years old. Eventually, I started writing poetry a.. more..Writing
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