A Better Place

a poem about passing...

I dreamed that i was standing

just outside heaven's door

I had no idea how i got there

or what i was there there for

Then I looked around and saw

its just as I was told

there were angels everywhere

the streets were lined with gold

Everyone was smiling

no one had a care

people looked so happy

and all the Saints were there

Over in the corner

I saw my mom and dad

sitting on the front porch swing

just like they always had

Then I couldn't help it

I just began to cry

an angel walked right up to me

and softly asked me why

I said i missed my parents

and some of my best friends

and could I come inside awhile

and talk to them again

The angel whispered in my ear

as tears ran down my face:

'It's time for you to wake up now,

you've seen a better place'

Reviews

[thenakedverse]

this is beautiful. you can tell by my work that I love rhyme - it can be difficult to use it while remaining dramatic and meaningful. Here, you did both. :)