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I fervently prayed to the fairest angel,
who resembled Venus dressed in white:
she wore a long gown and rang a silver bell
and chanted sweet words into the quite night.


She stood by the glittering door with a sign, " Welcome to Heaven." 
" O poor child...you are terribly late, we have no room for more!" 
the tall angel whispered with concern...
" Have you been good, never told a lie again?"
 

" Is your conscience as pure as a lily,
but lies are as dark as stormy clouds...
lies that made you look and feel ugly!"
She remarked as I heard giggling sounds.


" No, gorgeous boy you must return to Earth,
and learn to be obedient and share chores...
it's not right that your sisters wash  and wax floors,
run errands and have no time to play and chat. 


" Dear, angel I have been so sick and lay in bed,
I watched them do all those chores, but my greed makes me sad
and I promise to be a better child if my wish is granted. "
" You'd rather be here than being with them? the fair angel asked.


I nodded with an intense desire to stay as I felt a drop of rain,   
and as I reached for her gentle hand and I said, " Take me in. "
" Bring this child to me! " The mighty voice shouted as it echoed
through the golden chambers as angels gathered around.


That shining door that was kept closed, suddenly opened
as brightness blinded my sight...I had seen the invisible God!
My body turned into spirit and I needed not pray to the fairest angel...
to be behold that wonderful place that I had read about in the Bible.

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