May 16, 2020
I dreamed an angel came last night.
He glowed a brilliant pearly white.
His voice was strong, said “Come with me.
Your life here’s done. I’ll set you free.”
I felt my troubled face grow pale.
“I’ll speak but doubt my words prevail.
“If it’s my time, I’ll go tonight.
I long to see God’s holy light.
“But humbly I request more time,
A few more years for my life’s rhyme.
“So many words I’d like to say,
So many lines to write each day.
“My wife’s not well, she needs me here.
Must I go now, leave her in fear?”
The angel heard me plead my case.
Said “One day soon you’ll see his face.”
He disappeared, rose out of sight.
I have more time, my life to write.
I pray with days that still remain,
I live to serve, ease other’s pain.