A beautiful rainbow touching the ground.
The signs of God’s promises all around.
You will never find that pot of gold,
But if you let the potter mold.
You will receive a precious crown,
Of the finest jewels around.
A mansion in heaven we will see,
Nothing more beautiful will ever be.
We will kneel at Jesus’ feet.
Singing praises that can’t be beat.
We will see our friends up there,
A heavenly party of no compare.
Now is not the time to wait,
I want to meet you at Heaven’s gate.
The Poetic Advisor 