two sketches on crinkly blue paper early on a saturday morning
to all you pedants out there, it's the pearly gates i know! had a mind lapse there
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- off a thank you note to one of my dearest people in the world
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- to all you pedants out there, it’s the pearly gates i know! had a mind lapse there
No one that I know has ever seen them – they may be pearly, they may be golden. Perhaps there aren’t any gates at all. I prefer to imagine there being a revolving door – those who really aren’t welcome get spun around and spat back out.
well i suppose at your age you may be closer than any one of us to seeing them for yourself. just let me know when that happens. thanks, ms. c. oh, and may you have a long and prosperous life.