Miraculous

It was someday
Back in the nineties
Playing basketball
With Joe and Mikey.

The sky turned white
The clouds, they parted
I wasn’t winning
But was about to get rewarded.

The ground disappeared
I projected into the sky
No longer could I see
Joe and Mike.

Suddenly I felt free
Weightless, unearthly
Highly important
Beautiful and worthy.

Then I met my maker
My giver of life
Who welcomed me in
With a gleaming smile…

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