Paradise Poem by R.L Glassman

In paradise I am lost,
Where mundane is gone
Where there's no heat nor frost
And greenery covers the lawn.

White clouds cover the pale blue sky,
Birds fly with a bold wing
Wind whistles like a cry,
But, O does it sing.

No worries to cloud my mind
No people to speak
Nothing to search, none to find
Nothing is what I seek.

In this paradise I can be found,
Beneath the trees, in the grass
Lying on the ground
Watching time pass

Animals, they are free
Bugs, they do crawl
Nice as can be
That is all

In this paradise I am lost
But not all is what it may seem
It does have a cost
And it's all just a dream.