My dad in heaven, what a concept. Believable really.


Dad was Never an Angel

And I wonder
The way I always do.
Is he really looking out for us?
Putting a good word in
With the man upstairs.

Or did he get distracted?
Talking to dead presidents
Doing first-hand research
Into history.

Or just relaxing with wine and books,
Some classical in the background.
Has he forgotten us?
Would that be heaven then?

To forget,
To forget the victories and the sadness,
Everything broken, your life, your heart.
Your family.

Wings, but refusing to fly.
That, I understand.

2006 Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2006-10-15 at 09:38

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dija
Oh a sad poem !! i can feel your pain !!loosing a father is so painful i can understand as same is the case with me !!!
I liked your poem but i could'nt undrestand ur basic concept !!
He s with God but he stays in your heart and that is enough 4 him !! But think positive about him and God !!!
God might have some reason which is why he took your father with him!!
Now u can just pray 4 him and fulfil his dreamit will make his soul happy!!!!

Good Poem!!!
2006-10-15