My Gramma is having tea
With My Nana
Up in Heaven.
My Pop-Pop is having too many cookies. My Gramma
Is slapping his hand away from the sweets.
Tea is over, and she is hiding the rest
In a vacant bedroom.
The trio are overdue for
Angel Work;
Helping a car
Flip just the right way, slowly, so that no one gets injured
In a close-flip-crash.
Gramma & Pop-Pop’s House looks the same;
Their home sweet home has been re-created
Of clouds and, even, the cloud-created
Antiques that, in reality, went to family members;
This cloud-creation is an exact replica of what used to be.
The trio is comfortable in their cloud-home.
My Nana is visiting,
So, she gets “her [wallpapered] room”
From 1993.
What Dreams May Come
Comes to mind.
What they have created is family; hope;
A re-creation from life
In the Afterlife.
All on Cloud 9.
©2025Ellen Finn
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 2:22 PM UTC
My Gramma is having tea
With My Nana
Up in Heaven.
My Pop-Pop is having too many cookies. My Gramma
Is slapping his hand away from the sweets.
Tea is over, and she is hiding the rest
In a vacant bedroom.
The trio are overdue for
Angel Work;
Helping a car
Flip just the right way, slowly, so that no one gets injured
In a close-flip-crash.
Gramma & Pop-Pop’s House looks the same;
Their home sweet home has been re-created
Of clouds and, even, the cloud-created
Antiques that, in reality, went to family members;
This cloud-creation is an exact replica of what used to be.
The trio is comfortable in their cloud-home.
My Nana is visiting,
So, she gets “her [wallpapered] room”
From 1993.
What Dreams May Come
Comes to mind.
What they have created is family; hope;
A re-creation from life
In the Afterlife.
All on Cloud 9.
©2025Ellen Finn
