BECAUSE I'M A SINNER
She called me tonight: “I hope we go to heaven So we can play every day,” She said with her pure little heart. All she thinks about is play. She never knows her aunt is a sinner. I’m ashamed to picture myself in heaven, Yet this beautiful creature thinks I deserve it. Her words hit this sinner hard. Oh, how pure she is, How sweet, How I love her so much. Now I will have a new, regular prayer To be in heaven with her, To play every damn toy in heaven, To spend time with her, In this world and the next. Nadila J.