Touching Heaven

today I went to my park to swing on the swings
I needed to feel the sun on my face
when I looked up into the light blue painted sky
i was rewarded with a cosmic display
the blue canvas was streaked with fluffy white tails
strewn across the sky—left over traces of tiny planes
i counted a baker's dozen or more and waited as they disappeared
i closed my eyes and pumped harder trying to touch heaven