When someone dies,

they always say,

“She’s in a better place.

Her pain and suffering is gone.

It’s all part of God’s grace.”

So, is that “better place” a world

far different from our own,

where streets, I’m told,

are paved with gold,

where hate and war’s unknown?

I don’t know where

her soul has gone –

out there, somewhere in space.

But I hope what they say is true:

“She’s in a better place.”


-RKO-         #878         01-13-18

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