Flowers bright would be there for sure
I haven't seen it, but that I know.
Still that would be the place to dwell
Flowers or not, it is a better place than hell.
Beautiful, flowers really are
But not as Christ, the morning star.
So up in heaven, flowers are a plus.
But without them, I'll still go, even if dust
Replaces the gold of the stories told.
For it is to Christ my will is sold.
And where he is, it's there I am to be
Flowers and gold are just a plus, to me...
Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem