An angel in heaven

An angel in heaven
 
An angel in heaven
Lived with God 
His commands he performed
And errands he ran. 
 
His creations 
A world of nations and oceans
Creatures big and small,
Walking and crawling and swimming.
 
Living to die and dying to live,
Wilting seeds, fodder for plants
Some flowering, some dying,
But life sprouting again
 
To the angel, He said;
Buds and flowers not to be nipped
They are not just buds
They are trees with a life ahead.
 
But a bud about to flower
Drooped and fell. 
The angel could not save the flower 
God had His reasons. 
 
He told the angel
Some buds are mine
Never nipped but taken
To the paradise with me