by Anton Wills-Eve
The operation, for the present, was the best hope I had,
Unless I wished, presently, to make my family very sad.
I told my dear wife and kids that as a present to them all
I’d be present when it was over and nought would befall
Me, nor angels be presenters of their last trump loud
Presenting me to Judgement before God’s holy crowd
For in His presence evil deeds would by them be heard,
With my presentiments of sinning, of my lies every word.
Yet my mind, saw no eternal visions of Heaven or of hell
I felt a present on a Christmas tree, wishing you all well.
Presently the anaesthetic left, assuring ear nose and eye
was back in the present tense,but it was not as tense as I.