Walking Here With You

Tell me about Heaven,

you asked me in my dream,

your eyes and smile so kind.

With such relief I nestled in your arms,

so long have I been alone,
and without comfort.

Heaven.....

some would say celestial music,

glorious colors, perfect peace,

streets of gold,

beauty, happiness and song.....

Angel choirs, drifting on a cloud,

wings, palaces and puppies,
dancing among the stars with

 one hundred golden moons.

But, for me,

Heaven would be

simply walking here,

with you.