His last elevator ride.
That’s what Mom said into Dad’s shirt,
As he was raised just a few feet from the ground.
His last journey needs strong legs and heart for the climb.
I heard of purgatory in school, it’s where you wait for heaven,
You make up for your misdeeds and sins against your neighbor,
But for me purgatory is the long climb up the stairs to heaven that waits for all of us.