What The Dead Hear
P Patti Masterman
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what do the dead hear
on their way to heaven-
lovely strains of a faint goodbye,
stretching from golden strings, to sky?
saints chanting cheer; you're on your way,
you go to live another day-
or a child’s night prayer, for their souls journey,
peace and goodwill; never lonely
in endless depth of blue that's theirs,
with music of quasars, and comet tails,
the laughs of loved ones, drifting by
as they discover, that they can fly..
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