Dreams Of Heaven
I slowly awoke,I dreamed last night.
my pillow damp and it still wasn't light.
I dreamed of Heaven, my journey home.
Love and peace surrounding me alone.
It wasn't mansions I saw so real.
but greatest feelings I ever felt.
Like a child in a meadow of flowers,
a minute in my dreams,In heaven hours.
A glimmer and glow seen in the air.
thousands of colors glad I was there.
Running,hurrying I have to go
I am dreaming of heaven's show.
I protested as I began to awake.
give me a flower that I can take.
A peaceful feeling came over me,
glad I decided there to be.
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