Heaven

I want to picture the world as being heaven.
But all I can think of is the moon smiling down on all of us.
The stars are not twinkling, but they are bright as the sun.

I want to picture a field of sunflowers,
But it is winter now and the flowers are dead and gone.
Not even a stray petal on the ground as evidence of a once beautiful view.

I can picture a warm summer day where their isn't a care in my mind,
But it can only last for a day because I can't really picture heaven,
Without getting homesick.