Wednesday, May 9, 2012

The Old Wooden Chair

I sat in the old wooden chair
Shaded by lovely spring leaves
Closing my eyes I began to dream
O' then the glory started to unweave

I was taken way beyond
To where heaven must be
Streets of gold came into view
But they meant nothing to me

I knew before i could see
That He was standing there
I don't know when or even how
I was in the arms of the One so Fair

Home, home, I’ve waited so long
He loved me so much and i could feel
Falling from His arms to His feet
Don't let me wake, this is so real

I think deep down i knew
That i wasn't really there
But soon He would come and take me
From this old wooden chair !!

Judy L Wilson
May 8, 2012

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