Heaven

There are mornings
That I wake up
Just to watch you
Walk about the house

I love staring
At those long, long legs
From the point
Where they touch the earth
And seemingly rise up forever

There are also days
When I take my time
Just to let my eyes
Follow them
From the ground up
As the minutes tick on by
Watching and watching and watching
As they ascend
Into what I believe is
Heaven!

Linda Winchell
Bravo! Well said. God bless

leafsailor
a fine thank you for beauty

heather wilkins
another great write. as always very pleasing write.