"Wake up John! "
Preached the pastor knocking at his door,
"Wake up John! "
Shouted the pastor as he jumped up and down on the floor.
Then he rang John's doorbell,
While screaming, "John are you well! "
"Wake up John! "
Bambi came and told all the parishioners,
"Wake up John! "
As she repeated the pastor's remarks to the church's visitors.
She said the pastor did call,
And John never came to his door at all.
"Wake up John! "
Spoke the police when they did arrive,
"Wake up John! "
Shouting from their bullhorns as though to revive.
But, John never came to his doorway,
The pastor then again did pray.
"Wake up John! "
Said the firefighters as they were all yelling,
"Wake up John! "
Hollered the firefighters at his dwelling.
But, again there was no sound,
In his home or in the background.
'Wake up John! '
Everyone had prayed and shouted,
'Wake up John! '
Our worries about him were undoubted.
Then John finally came to his door and was seen,
Then with a yarn and grin John said, 'I was having such a very wonderful dream'.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem