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Personal Heaven

Contributed by SlimStaple on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 07:12:47 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Heaven is where I am now
All the way up here is the sky
Without my family.

I can see them though
Watch their lives without them knowing.
I can watch daddy smashing the boats we made together.
I can watch mum trying not to think about me
I can watch my little sister turning into a wall
And my little itty brother not understanding a thing.

Even with my furry dogs of all sizes
And the faint smell of skunk in the air
I am not really happy up here
In my own personal heaven.

A school that only teaches art
And the big light globs from the play at my school
And everything else I ever wanted in life
Cannot make up for my family
Who is all stuck down on earth
Missing me to death.

All I can do is look at them live.
I can watch the man who killed me
Go about his life, getting rid of my body
And building tents for his dead wife.
But I cannot be there
With those that loved me on earth.
I cannot touch them anymore.

In my heaven
Customized to fit my wants and needs
I just sit by and wish
I was back on earth again.




Copyright © SlimStaple ... [ 2004-11-19 19:12:47]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Personal Heaven (User Rating: 1 )
by PumpkinPie on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 07:25:50 PM AEST
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I absolutely loved this book!! And your poem was stunning,represented this little girl so very well.Great job!
PumpkinPie


Re: Personal Heaven (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 09:21:38 PM AEST
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excellent last stanza. didnt really get the rest because i never have read the book.




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