Paradise Poem by mark king

Time moves slowly
And no one seems to notice
As he tries to make paradise

Maybe one can only
Catch a glimpse of paradise?

May God forgive him?
For what he tried to make
And let those who love him
Forgive him

Paradise is not to be made
It waits
In love and faith
A child’s laughter
In hugs and vows to special one

It is all around
But you must open your eyes
To the waves crashing on the beach
Or a walk down a snow covered lane
It is in the animals scurrying about
Or the tears at a wedding

Don’t be fooled he writes others
Paradise waits-