The Last

June 19, 2012
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
The last, the last I yearn to see,
Before the darkness lays claim to me,
Is the sun so bright and shining white,
And the rosy dawn to bring me light.
The last, the last I crave to hear,
Is the singing voice of my heart’s dear,
And the chatter of doves that hover so near.
The last, the last I beg to feel,
Is the warmth and joy of a child’s mirth,
And the peaceful sigh of mother earth.

The last, the last I ask to be,
Is a bird flying free across the sea,
As an angel soaring up to Thee.

Join the Discussion

This article has 1 comment. Post your own now!

so_joy said...
Aug. 16, 2012 at 8:25 pm
Beautiful! Fanastic job! One word sums it all up-Magnificent. Please read,rate, and comment on my poems! Thanks!
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback