Dear Heaven
Dear Heaven
Just writing you a letter.
I’m being sincere.
Life is lonely down here sometimes.
Everyone Is hibernating.
No one understands me.
Show me the way.
Am I a poet?
I’m trying to walk the narrow road.
Sometimes there's no rain, my thoughts are in a drought.
Can’t wait to go home,heavenly sky with no doubt.
Clouds will carry me with poetry.
I ponder what Heaven would be like.
A small house with a small room so I can write.
All have to wait a little longer.
One day I will pass on.
With a beautiful song.
(Flowers, by Helen Jane Long)
Show me the way.
We will meet through the radiant horizon.
With many colors someday.
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