Where heaven is
\nI\u2019ve forgotten.
\nOr I was never there.
\nOr it doesn\u2019t exist,
\nI however know what heaven is.
\nBeing with a child
\nlooking in the grass.
\nCapturing worms
\nand putting them back.
\nLooking through fences
\nthree feet high.
\nWatching birds teeter on branches,
\nand listening to the whoosh
\nof the butterfly.<\/p>\n
You are a fool
\nsomeone might say,
\nlost your senses,
\nlooking among sticks
\nand flaying switches.
\nBut that is, I\u2019d reply,
\nwhere heaven is
\namong children,
\nusing their eyes,
\nhearing the silence of monsters
\nin bushes,
\nand playing tag with the wind
\nrunning by.<\/p>\n
I have played hide and seek
\nwith Jackie,
\nput my cheek by Michael\u2019s cheek,
\nand found the treasure
\nof lost and found,
\nand a child\u2019s face smiling,
\ncome in Papa,
\nfind me,
\nplay in the sand,
\nlets go to the wall
\none foot high,
\nsit and watch the world go by.
\nAnd I\u2019ve found a place called happy,
\nwhere Jackie and Michael and I,
\nbelong,
\ngoing nowhere better but here,
\ninside us,
\nwhere only we belong.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Where heaven is I\u2019ve forgotten. Or I was never there. Or it doesn\u2019t exist, I however know what heaven is. Being with a child looking…<\/p>\n