Home > Creative Writing > Poetry
Created on: January 17, 2011
Under a rainbow and next to a tree
This is the perfect place for me
My time on Earth has now come to an end
Time to round another bend
This time my story has to end
Or so I think, for then I see
God's precious face smiling down at me
I am still here!
A beam of light!
O' glory day!
O' precious night!
All my questions are answered now
Before this man, I bend and bow
Life on Earth is not the end
Death is when life truly begins
Learn more about this author, Deborah Evers.
Click here to send this author comments or questions.
Below are the top articles rated and ranked by Helium members on:
Poetry: Life after death
Under a rainbow and next to a tree
This is the perfect place for me
My time on Earth has now come to an end
Time to round
One cannot bank on duration of life
We do not have control
Yet, one thing we can be sure thereof
Is the destiny of our souls
by Emma Jean
I stood upon the shore, and I
Saw seagulls in their flight.
Lengths of time stretched far and wide,
As darkness faded into
I float through the air with the greatest of ease
soaring above mountains like the mighty eagle
I run through the forest at
Devotion
we were lifting the plyboards we put down-
to keep the dump from destroying the grass
when we back it over
View All Articles on: Poetry: Life after death
Featured Partner
International Journalists' Network
The International Journalists' Network (IJNet) is the world's premier resource for the media assistance community. It is an online service for journalists, media managers, media assistance professionals, journalism trainers and educators...more