As I lay there in Life's hands,

Never knowing what God plans.

In and out of dreams I had,

Some are good and some are sad.

As I gently fall to sleep,

I wonder if this life I'll keep.

Will I die before I wake this day,

Or will I wake another way.

As I do sleep through out the night,

I see Angels in their flight.

One did stop and she did say,

I will awaken for another day.

By: John E. Mingo Sr