Heaven Poem by Gabriella Santana

Heaven

I bet heaven is a dreamworld.
Its real different than the earth..
If i was in heaven,
i wouldnt have to deal with winter,
when im wearing stockings,
the wind goes right through,
and im freezing.
I wouldn't have to deal with losing things..
like people,
Heaven, i believe is where you are free..
Im waiting for the part 2, in life..
when im sent to be free,
when my soul is no longer in the body,
I believe that the soul in you
makes you beautiful,
not the body.
I believe,
when a bright light comes,
thats a sign that Heaven is waiting
for you,
and me.
Is it possible that you can cry in heaven?
In winter, i can disguise myself,
no one can notice that i was crying,
because the wind is so powerful
it can make me red,
just like when you cry.
Im waiting for something to arrive,
something like love..
something like hope..
something like disires..
and something like dreams..
Is it possible,
when i cry in heaven..
will it dropp down to the earth?
Something like rain,
but my tears..
Sometimes i wonder..
Is the real world,
like heaven?
And..
Why is heaven
the only place
that i believe is wonderful.
When i notice my reflection
in the mirror,
i wonder,
who do i look like?
some say its my dad,
some say its my grandmother
some say its my mom..
but i think its god.
i think everyone has atleast
one piece of god in their heart,
just like me.
Heaven has millions of details
Throughout everyone who died in this world,
the only place they are sent to,
is
Heaven.