The truth is, we are nearer to heaven

Each time we lie down.

Take a look at the cat

Rolled over with its feet in the air.

A sunny morning after last night’s storm

Is one more invitation to paradise.

So we leapt out of bed

To dress quickly, only to tarry

Kissing, and fall into bed again,

Astonished to find

The ceiling over our heads,

And not the blue sky.