I step across the stone path,
below the tree that sways in the wind
and holds life in its long vines,
swinging just above your head.
I hear the birds singing with joy to a
song only they know how to hum along to.
I feel the salty breeze hit my sun kissed face,
as my toes clinch to the
wet sand beneath them.
I taste the citrus sting from the
tropical pineapple drink,
that clings to my lips
and tickles my tongue begging for more.
I smell the flowers growing around me,
giving life to the earth around them,
never asking for anything in return.
I watch the tree hanging so effortlessly,
with its branches swaying side to side.
I wonder if this must be paradise,
then heaven must not be that far from here.
I feel your touch grace my hand and rub my thumb,
like you did when I was young.
I smell the scent of your freshly shampooed hair
grace the tip of my nose
and spark my memory of your short caramel blond hair.
I taste the ice cream we would share,
as it dripped down our hands
and we raced to the end of the cone,
fighting a brain freeze that was inevitable.
My heart starts to ache with physical pain,
like a car windshield that got hit with a tiny pebble
and begins to crack at every end.
Then I hear a whisper through the trees
that reaches only my ears,
“I’m with you, forever and always, so don’t fear.”
I see you in the distance,
standing under the tree
and even though my heart my not beat the same,
I know heaven may not be
as far away as it seems.