Tea Time Topics
Somewhere between heaven and hell that place where life seems to be;
It’s disaster or deliverance where many travel without compass.
I’ve combed the many miles of those who have been before me;
And found contradictions in heaven and hell by definition;
So somewhere between heaven and hell perhaps lie you and me;
And apparently we do so with blind intent because;
From here life appears to be nothing more than filling in the gaps.
Copyright © Leonard Taormina | Year Posted 2011
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