Golden Dream - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
As I was sleeping in my bed
I heard an angel say:
'Come oh come to heaven,
come hither thou this day'...
I travelled through the tunnel
till a bright light I could see
again I heard the angel saying:
'come hither thou with me'.
I came upon a beautiful land
where milk and honey flow
and I met the folk I loved
from many years ago.
And the music swelled abou me
minuets and choruses grand,
and I saw the great Composers
resting in this wonderland.
Choirs of angels, songs were singing
words of happiness they told;
for I was with a band of pilgrims
stepping through the Gates of Gold.
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