When I Meet The Creator Poem by Christopher Cofield

When I meet the creator I want to be told a job well done
That I’ve made a life worth living, your reservations all ready son

I want answers to the questions of those things I’ve lost and gained
Although I’m the one crossed over will this pain of loss remain

How much I miss my family and of the love I’ve left behind
I’d give anything to see them but don’t want them here before their time

I’ve great comfort in the knowing I’m a soldier of the light
Though my decisions weren’t all Godly they’ve been counted among the right

In my meeting with the Creator and I ask the burning question
Why am I not in Hades how the heck did I get to Heaven

I can’t even fathom of the answer that I’ll receive
But in all your teachings states, faith, trust, hope and believe

My candle was a divine light with a purpose for its glowing
So I’ll sit back and have faith in the comfort for your knowing