7 t H e a v e n
Saturday, May 10, 2008
All coming to my Sense; what a fate.
There was this moment,
I came by waiting,
Before a big white tree,
Under the bright, chilled curtains,
Then I looked up
to be blinded,
by the brightest star,
My eyes glowed in
awe, it closed a while,
Then I opened ,
And saw an amazing angel,
Taking my hands,
Wiping my tears,
She told me that I would be home , soon.
This dream was none like other,
Oh how much I wonder,
The days left to spend here I ponder,
Till then, I hope I could taste
a little happiness,
just a little would do. =)
I came by waiting,
Before a big white tree,
Under the bright, chilled curtains,
Then I looked up
to be blinded,
by the brightest star,
My eyes glowed in
awe, it closed a while,
Then I opened ,
And saw an amazing angel,
Taking my hands,
Wiping my tears,
She told me that I would be home , soon.
This dream was none like other,
Oh how much I wonder,
The days left to spend here I ponder,
Till then, I hope I could taste
a little happiness,
just a little would do. =)
posted by n i r a l j i at 1:03 AM
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