Sunday, March 18, 2012

Poetic Bloomings prompt: spring

As I Was Walking 

The sun made my skin smile,
the brilliant sky delighted my eyes
and the softly scented breeze
tickled my nose.  

I wanted to laugh out loud,
sing praise songs
at the top of my lungs
and dance in the street.

At that moment,
I was homesick for heaven
where I would be free
to do all of those things.

Yes, there is a heaven!
For if there was no home,
how would my soul
know to be homesick?

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