Heaven & Hell

HE had two daughters;

one named Heaven

one named Hell.

The first was blonde

and full of light;

the second dark

and brooding.

Heaven swam through life,

her head up in the clouds;

hell more down to earth,

fixed within reality.

In truth Heaven was

the favored one.

Hell misunderstood,

impossible to reach.

But that was just her way,

the shut in intellectual

to contrast with her sister’s

beauty pageants.

They were different,

largely opposites

of light and dark,

both breeze and fire.

But as the years went by

Heaven saw herself in flames

as Hell was pulled in by the light.

Both had lived through different lives

yet were the same.