The other night I had a dream

So very real that dream did seem

I dreamed that I had passed away

And arose to hear Saint Peter say

“Take my hand, come with me;

There are many things you must see”

He lead me through a valley deep

And up a snow topped mountain steep

When we reached the mountain crest

I felt that I was truly blessed

Saint Peter said to me “Behold”

The awe I felt cannot be told

The gates of Heaven stood open wide

Familier faces I saw inside

As I stood beside the Golden Gate

I saw such love, not any hate

God had touched and made each whole

There was not there one crippled soul

I saw a child who’d had no feet

But now his body was complete

I saw a woman who’d had no child

She held a babe, so meek and mild

I saw a man who spoke no word

Until the voice of God he heard

I saw a young man lost in war

The wounds he suffered were no more

He stood straight and walked so tall

He had answered the Master’s call

There was no pain or suffering there

Of this fact….I was aware

Then Saint Peter said “We’ll go away”

“This is not your time to stay”

Those sights I just cannot forget

I knew it was a dream, and yet

It seemed so very real to me

This bit of Heaven I did see

Pat Priebe

4 thoughts on “THIS BIT OF HEAVEN

    1. Thank you, Micky, for your kind words. I’ve only recently found it possible to share my inner thoughts and feelings…and find it truly amazing that others can enjoy what I write since I’ve had no formal training, but perhaps I should look into that…
      You are an inspiration to me, as I SO love the way you write about your experiences, your love of Joy and Shiloh, and the magnificent beauty that surrounds us! YOU need to be published!!


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