Heaven Is

Heaven is a place in my head.
Something like a half
remembered dream.

When I'm not plagued-
with sentiments left unsaid.

Heaven is a place way
back in my mind.

A place where my brother;
was stronger than the stress of life.

A place where my mom;
Didn't break inside.
Where she didn't surrender to the sorrow;
and her heart remained intact.

No matter the tears she cried,
It's a place where unanswered texts and reply's;
and resentments were resolved in conversations
Rather than raised voices and clenched fists.

A place where they are all still alive,
There lights still continuing to shine!
Not just mental movies of memories
playing in a loop in the back of my mind.

Heaven is a place in my head.