Said the good Lord to me, while I sat upon a cloud,
Before I was even born & possessed a voice so loud.
Said I, “Please don´t send back down to worldly earth,
I´ve gone back many times, in so many different births”.
Said the Lord, “There´s still something you have to earn,
You´ve lived many times, yet patience, you´ve still to learn”.
Said I, “I am so tired of earth & I am happy in heaven with you,
What plans do you have for me & what do you propose I do?”
“Just one more trip & from more comments you must refrain,
What´s more, to learn patience, I´ll send you down to Spain”.
“I vowed, that from earth below, I´d send you a newsy line,
But please promise me, that this will be the very last time?”
(Sent from Spain and still learning.)