• Jan Avellana

laughter in the eaves

Updated: Apr 5, 2019

heaven

is filled with

laughter dripping

down

from

the eaves.

it will greet me

with

wide margins,

and

endless fields

of tall grasses

swaying

on a feather’s breath,

and swaths

of quiet hush

and there are

a thousand

secret places

to be

and alone

but never

lonely.

and all

the words

i have

ever needed

will be there

in heaven

where

the eaves

drip

with laughter.

~ j. avellana

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