Poems (Brown)/The Child's Glimpse of Heaven

by Carrie L. Brown

THE CHILD'S GLIMPSE OF HEAVEN.  WRITTEN AT TEN YEARS OF AGE.

O Mother, such a glorious dream!
 All heaven seemed open to my sight;
The palaces, and sunny beams,
 And God was there, a living light.

And O, dear mother, an angel took
 And led me upward, by the hand,
And showed me there a glorious book,
 All bound with gilt, and golden bands.

And there were angels, mother dear,
 So good, so fair, so true;
I should not wish to stay long here,
 Were it not for leaving you.

But now, mamma, the dream is past,
 And Heaven has vanished from my view;
And, dear mamma, I wake at last,
 And find I am alone with you.