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Let Heaven Be Spring




if there is such a place

an Eden in the sky

I would like it to be Spring

always


Spring means a lack of death

new beginnings

the quickening of the heart

and joy



if there is such a place

I would like to smell flowers

and plant things in the fresh sky

and see light that is more beautiful than anything

I could ever imagine

in a color that has yet to be


let heaven be Spring

a garden of blissfulness

of being rejoined to all possibility

and to those I once thought I'd lost


let it be my best ever

technicolor dreaming.



October 17, 2016 /11:11 AM PST
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Meloo/Melissa A Howells Straight from Her Tilt-a-World.


THINKING OF BELOVED CATS:GHUEY/RASCALS/TIGGER/LUCKY/BOBBY
AND MUFFIN
HOPING THEY ARE ALL HAVING A GREAT
PLAY DATE SOMEWHERE IN A SPRING GARDEN IN HEAVEN
THINKING TOO OF FRIENDS/FAMILY, with THEIR ACHES, PAINS
AND CARES BANISHED ENJOYING THAT SAME LOVELY GARDEN





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