Coattails To Heaven Poem by Randy McClave

My dad was a preacher
My mom was a Sunday school teacher,
Those two help save many lost souls
Which they always admitted was their ultimate goals.
My granddad drove the church bus
The church's choir was led by my uncle Gus,
Every Sunday we would all be in church
For lost souls my granddad would always search.
My first cousin was the church's deacon
My other cousin was the church's treasurer he was a shiny beacon,
The Devil hid from them both
As unto the Lord they always worshipped and gave an oath.
To the lord Jesus my family has continually praised
A road to heaven for them has already been undoubtedly paved,
They are devout Christians, both righteous and true
In the book of life their names are written in there too.
My family loves Jesus more than anything
Unto him they always worship and praise and sing
I am a lost soul, and my name is Kevin
And on my family coattails, I can't make it into Heaven.

Randy L. McClave