Hannah Shier
Poems by Hannah Shier : 71 / 79
The Big Man Upstairs
Death.
It's a
sad
thing.
And yet,
why sad?
He's
going
to meet
his
Maker.
Why sad?
He's
up there.
Watching.
Waiting.
Patiently.
'Till
you, go to
be
up there
with him,
too.
Hannah Shier
Submitted: Sunday, May 29, 2011
Edited: Monday, May 30, 2011
Poems by Hannah Shier : 71 / 79
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