Heaven Here

Heaven Here I stare at the photo, unbidden… tears fill my eyes. I can barely see. I hate that about me. You would laugh. You always laughed. I wish that I could still hear you laugh. I think that I have, grown deaf. It is my heart-it has hardened. It happened, no matter how I tried. I am sorry, my love. I prayed to your Lord, Yes “He” answered me. I tend the garden at the church, every week. I pull the weeds, when my hands hurt. I remembered when you held them. I push the mower, and try not to stumble. I have to prove that I can do it, I can carry on… without, you. Even if it is… not, true. Ever “He” is with me, as I pass my days. I know that soon,