Animal heaven is where…

Animal heaven is where…
By AJ O’Brien.

Dogs ride little green bicycles
and take kittens for a ride,
where when the sun goes down
lions and deer, sleep side by side.

Where every Friday, foxes gather
along with hamsters and chickens,
upon a cloud of silken white
to discuss the works of Charles Dickens.

Where bats have super eyesight
and giraffes never have sore throats,
grizzly bears wear nose pegs
when dancing with smelly goats.

Where horses race snails
and snakes are never ever mean,
all frogs have a leg on each corner
and cows sing in fields of green.

Where all ants are named Eric
and ducks wear little blue hats,
dolphins sunbathe on the beach
and penguins are super acrobats.

Where tigers drink red wine
and spiders weave webs of gold,
fish swim and are never caught
and polar bears don’t know the word cold.

Animal Heaven is where
when their time has come,
all God’s creatures go
and do nothing, but have fun.

65 thoughts on “Animal heaven is where…”

  1. This is so cute! I think it would help children heal as they think about their loved fur friends when they cross the rainbow bridge. It helps me, too. I’ve got a senior kitty, 17 years old that is still hanging in there, but I’m preparing myself for when he’s gone some day. You and I both share a love of dark poetry and children’s poetry. πŸ™‚

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  2. I’ve returned to this poem more than once!

    Some have likened it to a gospel hope (and I can see that) but I would describe it as a safe trip on LSD . . . so surreal and colorful and fun that once is not enough.

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  3. ” ‘The wolf and the lamb shall feed together, the lion shall eat straw like the ox, and dust shall be the serpent’s food. They shall not hurt nor destroy in all my holy mountain,’ says the Lord” (Isaiah 65: 25).

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  4. I like to believe this is absolutely true, and I know it’s absolutely beautiful. If this touching poem is an expression of a recent loss, then you have my deepest sympathies. The only thing wrong with dogs is they don’t live long enough….

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    1. Thank you so much, Ann.
      Actually, this is a poem I wrote with
      children in mind. But I did write a poem for my dog
      Cara, when she passed away. Maybe I should post that.
      And you’re so right. They don’t live long enough.
      We got Cara from Battersea Dogs home. She was six years old.
      And absolutely beautiful.

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      1. I think the beauty of writing is that something written for children can speak to adults just as well! And I think your poem transcends the age very well. So sorry about Cara…. And if you feel comfortable with doing so, you should post the poem you wrote about her death. I think all of us who have lost a beloved dog relate to it, and for some reason, sharing out grief with others helps us all. But obviously, the choice is yours and yours alone!

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  5. Oh, Alan, I love this poem so much! Having a feeling it was influenced by your grandchild and maybe a pet that has passed? It’s a beautiful way to explain death to a young child because they have such magical sweet minds.

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