Heaven Is All Around Us

Vintage Words


Heaven is up, they say,

yet around me comes faces

of children who make me go

"Awwwww" and smile all over

inside. That is heaven too.


Heaven would become a new

idom to encompass the total scope

of things beauteous and kind,

wonderful as kittens, or soothing

as neon tetras in blue-green.


Heaven, unidirectional, seems

odd. We pray up, we kneel down

no standing in a field feeling a

prayer like Ann with an e.


Heaven is like water and beer,

like popsickles in summer

and warm footies in winter.







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