In communicating with Klassy Lassy, a seed was planted in my mind for this poem.Thank you Klassy.
I need your help in "ironing out" the rough places.

Heaven's Porch

My Father's mansion's just out of my view
And yet, its arching stellar lights I see
Abiding with majestic harmony
Which span the heavens with dressed rainbow hue.
My Father's mansion's just out of my view
And yet, I see its porch: the earth and sea
With pillared mountains and clouds flowing free,
And flowers nodding, "Hi," birds wearing blue!

This earthly porch's an "overnight" reside
With tibes and kindred, near and very far,
Awaiting death's night's sleep to move inside.

Appears the front door's near (the evening star}
And if it's locked at my life's evening tide,
My mother will leave the back door ajar!