Treasure Island

Dillon McKenna


Home


I was thrown from the gates of heaven
And fell down to the land below.
I watched the gold sun setting
In a valley white with snow.

Then in the dark I heard a noise,
And I turned around to see
A woman of grace and poise
Who looked like love to me.

I asked if I could see her smile
And she was happy to oblige,
I knew that for a little while
I'd be the happiest man alive.

When she talked I heard the angels sing
And I couldn't hear a word,
I told her I'd give her my ring
If she would give me hers.

She walked up until I could feel her breath
To say she loved me so,
To tell me that until my death
Hers will be my home.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 14, 2012

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