An angel set the sky ablaze
With an orb of crimson fire—
The smoke that rose was a purple haze
That spread o’er the flaming sky.
I have a treasure, dear friend of mine.
I have cherished it long, you know.
Really, it’s a part of me;
I am ready to share it though.
*** One of my Christian themed poems.***
The Potter took a lump of clay and shaped it with His hands.
And when ‘twas finished all did say “’Tis lovelier than all.”
I remember the look on his dear face as he told me “I love you.”
I can see myself, heartbroken, saying that I loved him too.
I remember that I held his hand while he whispered “Goodbye, dear.”
Softly the rhythm beats, pulses and beats;
Quietly the music notes fly.
Like a charmer it’s magical melodies
Mesmerize— enchant—lead away.
***One of my Christian themed poems. Allegory.***
Strolling down a sylvan path,
The Christian does not fear thee, Death,
Nor does he dread the grave;
For thou art just a means of wealth
That one day he shall have.
How beautiful is creation
On this warm, sunny day.
How grand to see God’ creatures
His own sweet words obey!
A dainty cup and saucer grew upon a stem.
And pretty little ruffles adorned the both of them.
The China set was yellow and gently washed by rain—
Of course by April showers the cup is filled again.