If God Was To Ask Me? Comments

Here as I sit at the pearly white gates, not sure of what my fate will be? As I reflect back on my life and think about what God will think of me? As I await his word of what my final fate will be?

I can remember that day I broke my Mom’s favorite glass figurine and the day I cooked her gold fish, name Sam…thought I was as good a cook as her? That day I smoked my first cigarette or that time I tide a firecracker to that old stray cat that use to wander through the streets night and day.
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