Last crumbs for the birds
Ladder to the sky for me
Harps had been heard
Watered soil for me to see
Blue shone in glory
Peace at last, bench to rest
Told the man my story
Heart pumping in my breast
‘The ladders I have climbed
Tears I’ve cried
To beauty I was blind
Never thought I’d see Heaven when I died.’
‘You survived its true
Darkness you have seen
But the Angels sing the Blues
You did not live your dream.’
Took my hand and introduced me
To the person I could have been