Dreamin
His eyes were as cold as stone
And yet you could see the fury and rage in them
His voice was smoldering and frightful
Fear arouse in me
I cried in fear that I would not live
Then I heard the voice of an angel
An a bright light smiled upon me
A beautiful lady with a golden harp Spoke to me in the softest voice as her sweet melody played
Fer yeh not, death is only the begining to a new life
Take my hand and I will lead you to the heavens
where the clouds are pure white and where trupets play
Again I heard that sweet melody
But then I woke up to find that is was just a dream
Yes I actually wote this
Jayla
