Glory (The Reversible Poem)


MiKayla Evans, WHS Reporter

And one day I hope to walk with you

Through the fields of glory

Watching the sun shine upon us

I can picture it now…

As if it was made of crystal

Oh how I wish I could get a glimpse

Just one moment that’ll last but for a short while

Our days in the sun

With no worry or care

Wild and


With little to no rush, we are here



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