Heaven

Come, sit with me
On a lazy afternoon
We shall picnic in the meadow
Where the wild flowers bloom

In such perfect idleness
Memories may stir
Like ripples on the water
Watch them fade away without a care

Bare feet and laughter
Cloudless blue skies
Warm breeze on freckled skin
The soft tickle of butterflies

Time means nothing here
We are young forever more
For life began and ended
While we found our way back home