HEAVEN 

By Peter Woodgate 

When I have gone, gone far away,

a journey to that other land,

embraced by blue skies and green fields

surrounded by fine crystal sand,

a sand that’s filtered out those deeds,

those shameful acts mankind has made,

I shall not fear the searing heat

For I know, there will be shade.

A shade against the acts of sin,

forgiveness in that special place,

misdemeanous carried out

but repercussions I’ll not face.

All will be friends, no enemies,

and I shall never be alone

but most of all there will be peace,

no TV soaps, no mobile phone.

 

Copyright Peter Woodgate