With Easter coming I wrote this poem as a celebration of His death, burial, and resurrection.
One night I had a dream
That seemed so real to me.
I saw my Lord and Savior
On top of Mount Calvary.
A crown of thorns was on His head
Nails pierced His side.
The soldiers laughed and mocked Him
Until my Savior died.
The drops of sweat became as blood
Running down His face.
I stood there feeling so helpless
As Jesus died there in my place.
When I awoke my face was wet
From the tears that I had cried.
But He gave me eternal life
The day my Savior died.