A humorous poem from an 11-year-old who has died early and is waiting in Heaven for his friend:
Holidays are holy here
in heaven.
(Ordinary
days are awful, too.)
Love is
mandatory day and night.
If you get
mad, you're not allowed to fight.
Desperate
deeds are difficult to do!
As you
know, I'll always be eleven.
Years pass,
and there's still no sign of you.
So please
come soon, 'cause we're still buddies. Right?
© by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: Chords
of Harmony. By Aakash Gandhi. Music free to use at YouTube. Photo Credit: AI
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