Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Carry The Bread That's Made Of Stars

carry the bread that's made of stars
in your pockets a
long, long way

many may think you don't know
where you are.
you know.

carry your heart in a silver box
a long long way.
many may swear you

don't know who you are.
stay out of their way.
the fairytales are most real

in the middle of the story.
God has the whole book somewhere
do not worry.

we are all made of light and
and that's His Glory....

mary angela douglas 13 march 2012.

Note:  p.s., poetry is very filling.

1 comment:

Alena said...

Dear Angela, your poetry is "very filling". I like the poem and your imagination, also the "happy tidings" which you are suggesting. Continue writing! Alena