Heaven

• Winter Smalwood, Grade 4, Brunswick East Primary School
• Poetry
• 2015

Excellence Award in the 'Read Write Repeat 2015' competition

As I walk up the steps of the place of heaven
The stench of glory climbing up my nostrils
The wind blowing the people goodbye
The pollen coated bees waving their wings to the sky.

The ants marching in their great straight lines
The birds singing a tune of glory
Their songs are so clear that you can just believe that you are there in the flesh and blood bathing in the streams.
Tasting the honey that the mighty birds sing of.
The distant laugh of a kookaburra’s party. The miner birds looking for the worms of gold.
When I need to quench my thirst for greatness, I think of this place and believe that I’m here.
That is my heaven, you and I.