Ernestine Northover

(25th March 1943)

A Heavenly Thought

I had a thought, that if I got to Heaven
And knocked on the 'pearly gates' at seven,
St Peter would say ' Hold it there'
We haven't got a place to spare,
Not at least, until the clock strikes ten
Then we would consider you again.
Now, if you would like to take a seat
Outside somewhere, and rest your feet,
We'd definitely be able to take you through
When the clock strikes half past two.
But if by chance a 'harp' you play,
There'd be a place for you, right away!

© Ernestine Northover

Submitted: Sunday, October 02, 2005
Edited: Sunday, January 06, 2008

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  • ~ Jon London ~ (5/2/2008 12:24:00 PM)

    An outstanding poetess, your words and wisdom within your fine writing is remarkable, what a perfect description of the place we all hold so dear to us.

    Thank you for sharing

    all the very best

    jon (Report) Reply

  • Shannon Wright (1/19/2008 3:19:00 PM)

    Thank you for your kind comments and I am glad you were touched by 'even the angels cried'. I am sorry to hear of your loss, you must miss your husband terribly. I really loved what you wrote here and can't wait to read more. -shannon (Report) Reply

  • Marilyn Lott (8/23/2007 8:01:00 PM)

    What a delightful poem, Ernestine! We have absolutely
    no idea what awaits us down the road and this IS a
    possibility. Such fun your poem was!

    Marilyn (Report) Reply

  • Brian Dorn (12/8/2006 10:20:00 PM)

    A quirky and lighthearted look at the afterlife... cute and very clever, Ernestine! !
    Brian (Report) Reply

  • Emma Johnson (3/7/2006 2:17:00 AM)

    I think with the 'pearly' words of your poems, you shall be admitted straightaway. A tender poem. (Report) Reply

  • Scarlett Treat (2/8/2006 5:02:00 PM)

    Here's hoping that a rhyming troubadour counts as a 'harpist' because we make music in our own way. How funny to think of 'taking a seat and waiting! ' You've had a stray thought that turned out to be so funny. Linda (Report) Reply

  • Duncan Wyllie (1/22/2006 5:59:00 PM)

    My Daughter Kimberley plays the harp
    And you play the poem beautifully
    Much Love Duncan (Report) Reply

  • Rajaram Ramachandran (10/8/2005 8:07:00 PM)

    Wonderful. So the Heaven is over crowded and is housefull? We need many good souls on this earth. May God send them back to save this earth. Good imagination and lovely poem. (Report) Reply

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