I dreamed one night I passed away and left this world behind.
I started down that lonesome trail, some of my friends to find.
I came to a sign board on that trail, directions it did tell.
"Keep Right To Heaven" "Turn Left To Hell"
I hadn't been too good on earth, just a hopeless boozing rake.
So I knew the at those crossroads the path I'd have to take.
I started down a rocky path that leads to Satan's place and shook within,
not knowing just what I'd face.
Old Satan met me at the gate and said, "What's you name my friend".
I said well, "I'm ole sober Sam that's come to his end".
He glanced through some files with a puzzled look and said, "You've made a mistake I fear,
you're an alcoholic, we don't need you here".
I said, "but i'm looking for my friends" and a smile came over his face.
"If your friends are alcoholics they're in the other place".
So I went back the other way till those crossroads I did see
and turned RIGHT to heaven as happy as could be.
Saint Peter smiled and said, "Come on in, for you I have a a berth.
You're an alcoholic, you've been through hell on earth".
I saw ole Dub and Pete then a gal named Bell,
and brother I was tickled see, because I thought they'd all gone to hell.
So brothers and sisters take warning and learn something from this trip.
You've got a place in heaven if you try hard not to slip.
If someone tempts you with a drink when you're not feeling well.
Tell em, "I'm going to heaven and you can go straight to hell"
Anonymous
What a great poem from unknown friend folks. If you get it, you'll feel it.
I started down that lonesome trail, some of my friends to find.
I came to a sign board on that trail, directions it did tell.
"Keep Right To Heaven" "Turn Left To Hell"
I hadn't been too good on earth, just a hopeless boozing rake.
So I knew the at those crossroads the path I'd have to take.
I started down a rocky path that leads to Satan's place and shook within,
not knowing just what I'd face.
Old Satan met me at the gate and said, "What's you name my friend".
I said well, "I'm ole sober Sam that's come to his end".
He glanced through some files with a puzzled look and said, "You've made a mistake I fear,
you're an alcoholic, we don't need you here".
I said, "but i'm looking for my friends" and a smile came over his face.
"If your friends are alcoholics they're in the other place".
So I went back the other way till those crossroads I did see
and turned RIGHT to heaven as happy as could be.
Saint Peter smiled and said, "Come on in, for you I have a a berth.
You're an alcoholic, you've been through hell on earth".
I saw ole Dub and Pete then a gal named Bell,
and brother I was tickled see, because I thought they'd all gone to hell.
So brothers and sisters take warning and learn something from this trip.
You've got a place in heaven if you try hard not to slip.
If someone tempts you with a drink when you're not feeling well.
Tell em, "I'm going to heaven and you can go straight to hell"
Anonymous
What a great poem from unknown friend folks. If you get it, you'll feel it.
