(883) Crown Me An Angel Poem by Melvina Germain
(883) Crown Me An Angel
My name was called, there I was
sitting on a soft white cloud.
Awaiting my meeting with the master,
who wears a golden shroud.
He looked at me as I bent my head,
his eyes I feared to see.
The book slowly opened, the pages
turned until they were of me.
Sounds of music filled the air,
angels quickly appeared.
A scent of rhubrum lilies flourished,
while stars danced through heavenly air..
A crown was placed upon my head,
as angels sang and gathered round.
I believe my Lord was pleased with
me for I was Heaven bound.
Written: May 18/2007
Mel, this was simply Divine. JoAnn was right when she said that we all have our visions of heaven an we all hope that one day we will get there. Beautifully written with a serene message. Top Mark and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
How sweet this one is.......we all have our picture of heaven and pray that we will be called home......Nice one again: O)
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What a scene that was...you there, standing before God, as we shall all have to do and He opened the Book of Life and there was your name! Can you only imagine the opposite...standing before Him, never having accepting his gift of Salvation and hearing Him say...'Depart from me. I never knew you'. Then to spend eternity outside the grace of God. It's nearly sickening to think of it. Your poem makes me excited. This earthly life is but a whisper and if I should die today, I'll get to be in that place in your poem. AWESOME, AWESOME and inspiring works you've put on here! I've been blessed by them. Thank you! Top Marks!