Heaven

It was a place of elegance,
Within my dreams.
The softness of pink chandeliers,
Made incandescent beams.

Smiles hung on every face,
As recognition grew.
And crowding around in happiness,
Were some of those...I knew.

And there were kisses,
Raining on my cheek.
As gestures of remembered love,
When dear ones speak.

A trumpet sounded softly,
And angels looked to see.
Who among their comrades,
Was there receiving me.

All space shone forth in glory,
And magnitude was given.
Within the realms of holiness,
This crowning place of Heaven.


E.P. 1908 - 1989