Second Chance

When death came, I declared that I could not leave soon For I had not seen the summer flowers in bloom Starting them from just a seed back when there was still snow.. white As they began maturing, I could tell each one on sight Just large enough to be transplanted that spring day The blooms were visible in thought only, in May The angel came in early morn to take me by the hand I bid him let me stay because my life was just sand Now I have a new responsibility here Down where the flowers bloom and to me are so dear Life is not just about the house, washing the dishes clean It's about love, our fellowman; only a few I've seen Thank you death angel for letting me stay that day I'll give this life that I've got left the best day's pay