Am I Near Heaven Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Am I Near Heaven.
A little boy and his went for a walk on Wednesday.
They came up on a big mountain that touch the sky.
The little boy said, ' we are going to climb up there today! '
The dog barked.
They climbed for miles and miles. Up and up. Towards the sky
When they where almost to the top. He looked down to see the town.
As they climbed higher and higher the town became smaller and smaller.

When they got to the top. All they could see was clouds.
He could hear the birds below but no trees he could see.
He turn to his dog, a friend indeed, he asked with a look of need, ' Am
I near Heaven? '
For just days ago his mother had died. and he wanted to be near..
Harold Hunt Sr April 6,1997