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,
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