my son says 
repeating what he's heard
somewhere
to him heaven is a feeling
a cozy spot
a warm nook
wrapped in a blanket
or his mother's arms
it's heaven here
means
this feels good
i feel safe
i am loved
the word heaven does not yet conjure up
notions of an afterlife
in the clouds
a judgement day
angels and long white-bearded men
it's a sensation
in his body
it's a moment
it's his favourite meal
heaven is right here
where we are
here on earth
i hope he never learns another way to think 
about it
it's heaven here