The Journey Home daisiesnfld: The Journey Home . The first week of December Gone the summer came the chill The sun chose to remember And shine warmly on the hill . Soft breezes wafted gently Stirring leaves still on the trees And I watched as they whirled slowly Before resting there with she . From far off in the distance Muted sounds of church bells ringing Came the sweet music band of Angels As they gathered with their singing . My heart leapt with joy and gladness The gates had opened to the throne My loved one had been welcomed She had made her journey home . © DaisiesNfld | poems Chat Room Similar Conversations |