If Heaven was a Place on Earth

White hair, glasses and radiant smile,
She sits.

The black cat on her knee,
Sleeping.

The muted TV plays on in the background,
The presenter’s loud “180!” can still somehow be heard.

A newspaper’s pages are heard turning,
Followed by the clearing of a voice.

“Guess what”, he says,
With joy in his eyes.

I love you.

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