When my sojourn is over
And heaven beckons me home
How very nice it would be
In place of mundane rites
Have poets surround me in farewell
Reciting beautiful works of poetry
To herald the departure of a kin
My soul will soar high in joy
Gliding in the clouds of firmament
To rest with the saints gone.
(Thursday 19th December,2019,1.21am)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This a FAV for me but I don't know where to indicate that. Please message me and let me know, what a great idea ..Kinsley. Outstanding poem. 10++Congratulations on such a heart felt write!)))
Dear Panagiota, your comments oils my pen and blesses my soul. Thanks and remain blessed.