Imagine if you would, the clouds floating by,
They are not really clouds, but angels in the sky.
With beautiful smiles upon all of their lips,
They drink from the fountain of life with refreshing sips.
And imagine the glows on each smiling face,
Because there is no hatred up there not even a trace.
They have golden halos atop glimmering hair,
Plucking stars from the heavens to use for their chairs.
They wear gowns made of stardust trimmed in silver and gold,
Each one is ageless living in a home where they never grow old.
Do not be surprised when the clouds are not clouds any more,
But the angels sent by Jesus to hold open heavens door.
Smiling as they say, "Jesus wants you to come in,"
"He loves you so much He died for your sins."
Are you looking at the clouds as they slowly float by?
Hey!Those aren't really clouds, they're angels in the sky!
© by Martha Carr
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