As I walked down the forest path,
A path I’d never seen before,
I heard a song, so soft and sweet,
A song I’d never heard before,
I found a dream within a dream,
A dream I’d never had before,
Of smiling faces, brightly lit,
Of friends I’d never known before.
So walk ye gently, and keep kind heart
and know that those who’ve come before
are waiting with a hearth well lit,
for those who wander to their door.
(c) Deanna Joseph 2006