When I look up towards the stars, I may see something much different than you.
I see everlasting serenity.
I see me walking down Hampshire street, hand in hand with my Great Grandmother Sarah on our way to Nativity church when I was just a little boy.

I see,
a place void of anxiousness.
A place void of fear.
A place of long last ease and rest.
A tranquil active creek with subtle sounds of water flowing.
A place where the lions and the sheep play.
I see Heaven and a place for all beautiful hearts to forever stay.