Saturday, November 20, 2021

His Heaven


His Heaven
By Lord R.e. Taylor

Ever since childhood
He walked in the summer sun
Hours or days at a time
Rain nor shine nor even night
Nothing ever stopped him
He knew that fantasies were real
Lands of brilliant colours
Filled with fairies and imps
He walked on the day God took him
Maybe, he must have finally found it
The land he knew was there
His version of Heaven

© Poem – XI/XX/MMXXI


 

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