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TITLE: I Asked Grandma, “Do horses fly?”
By Teri Van Pelt
02/23/06
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Dedicated to those who suffer from a chronic illness.
9-22-04
I asked my grandma, “ Do horses fly?”
“I do not know “, she replied.
If horses could fly, I could see the sun.
Oh grandma, “Would you get me one?”

Yes, indeed, “I'll buy you a steed’”
“One that has great endurance and speed.”
No, grandma, “Will he fly?”
“I need him to go up toward sky!”

“A horse”, she said, as she turned around,
“is only meant for the ground.”
“We will go and buy you a horse;”
one that is normal of course!!

But, “grandma I need to fly“.
“I want to look into God's eyes
and see his love”
“I must go now and be with him above.”

“And, You must go you little one,
to see the sky and the Son‘”.
“Not on a horse will you depart,.
You will ride upon God's heart.”

“When will I go?” Grandma dear..
“To see the One who draws me near?”
“Perhaps tomorrow or the next,
now lay your head down and get some rest.”

I laid down upon my bed.
Dreams of heaven filled my head.
I woke early; grandma not to see.
It was God looking at me.
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