White sands sparkle
and reflect in glazed eyes.
God exhales his love
and a warm tropical breeze
softly caresses her.
Lithely her golden main,
from shoulders lift.
Ten thousand ballerinas
take flight in chaotic pirouettes.
Lulled is her mood.
In rhythmic waves,
the sounds of the sea
pluck the heart strings of her soul.
Gently, she is pulled from a shell
no longer needed.
The peace and tranquility
of God's blanket,
gently swaddles
Heavens newest Angel.







I would imaguine this heaven, and by this account, I would like to say you fill it with warmth and a tropical feel. a pleasure to feel,,.

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