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Caryl Ramsdale, American Poet
COME WITH ME
to June Reimers
07/26/1924-10/23/1999
This door was cut from the same tree
That held Me up for all to see.
There's no latch, bolt, padlock, or key;
Swing it open, (your name), come with Me.
Follow My lead stay close behind,
The path's narrow. See how it winds?
Pace yourself and don't make a sound;
We're passing over hallowed ground.
Not many have ventured this way;
They don't like the small gate they say;
Most prefer that wide road over there,
It's large, red gates are a matched pair.
Look up ahead. See that bright light?
That's My signal—an angel's in flight.
Not to worry we'll be safe now—
We're near My Father's house anyhow.
We'll soon behold My Father's throne;
Don't be afraid you're not alone.
Ask My Father for all your needs;
He'll reward you for your good deeds.
You'll claim victory just like Me:
I paid the price that set you free;
Father gave Me a throne like His,
My reward was eternal bliss!
© Copyright 1999-2007 Caryl Ramsdale. All rights reserved.
awarded January 02, 2001 sponsored by The National Author's Registry
HONORABLE MENTION
awarded December 15, 1999
by Iliad Press an imprint of CADER PUBLISHING, LTD
FIRST PLACE WINNER
awarded June 13, 2001
by Poetry of Today Publishing
The painting "LIGHT OF THE WORLD" is a Copyright© William H. Hunt (1827-1910) All rights reserved by the artist.
This famous victorian artist was the founder of the Pre-Raphaelite art movement.
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