An Illusion Poem by Joyce Hemsley

'Twas a quiet February dawning
my vision was somewhat blurred
as I glanced across the highway
an unusual illusion occurred.
I certainly saw the Cross of Jesus
standing close to our rendezvous
I walked toward the picture slowly
and realized the mirage was 'you'.
Yes 'you' in all your glory...
I saw you waiting there;
but in the reality of the morning
when familiar music filled the air,
you were happily walking beside me
and to Heaven, I whispered
a secret prayer.