I slept near a lake one night,
And was delighted by all its sounds.
Here just looking at the sky,
I could hear my heart pound.
I could see beyond eternity
Or so it seemed, in the vast sky.
Were I but an angel spent,
Lying here waiting to die?
Nay, the morrow brings cheer
And with it, a lust for life.
I cannot let this life pass by,
Even with all its strife.
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Love ya!
Jane
I have had that same feeling, George. It is special.