| POEMS |
||
 |
BLISS | |
| Something in ones life seems to be amiss Things could go along much better than this. Till you experience your lips joining his Turn to a feeling of heavenly bliss In your very first passionate kiss. When we depart our earthly stand, Heavenward, we surely wend. We never were lawyers, always helpful and kind. With the angels we intend to play the harp, And never miss, to enjoy the heavenly eternal bliss.
|
||