By Carol Chkoreff
I remember the joy of my new birth,
of amazing apprehension and worth.
I remember the laughter, joy and tears,
knowing this would be here for years.
I remember the voice of Jesus in my heart,
and the sweet filling of my vacuumed heart.
I remember the ecstasy of learning to discover,
eternity of life and that it would never be over.
I saw the heavens opened and angel's bands,
Jesus the Lamb of God with nail scarred hands.
'Glory' filled my soul with Heaven's sensation,
never to forget that life giving transformation.
I remember the smells of flowers with scents,
as though sweet aromas of a beautiful essence.
Overtaking my life with the light of grandeur.
when I found the love of my Savior so dear.
by Carol Chkoreff