A Glimpse Of Heaven

The hillside was a patchwork quilt

Neatly stitched with tidy hedge

And crumbling grey stone wall

The trees were bare, but Spring was near

To conjure up its endless strings

Of green magic handkerchieves

Could you only see what I've seen

You would surely know what I mean

I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven.

A string of diamonds formed a stream

That tumbled down the daunting cliff

To sparkle bright on the beach.

New born lambs that sweetly played

Speckled eggs all newly laid

But for you I would have stayed

I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven