Bed Thoughts

Grant
Me Serenity
That I may rest
peaceful on my bed
Waiting for brightness
the holy plunging lights
From up on high to me below
Death
Ever so near
Breathing down
To show his might
His sharp shining scythe
Resting on his left shoulder
A smile on his face, he’s beaming
Smiles
The angels
They come for
My poor sinful soul
Forgiven in my last hour
Flying me towards blue sky
Finally soaring to my holy home

(An experiment.)