Sunday, October 06, 2013

Poppy Bright In The Picture Book Of Time

poppy bright in the picture book of time
my soul in wave on wave of brightness,
knowing He is real

and that emerald was intended everywhere
poppy bright in the picture book the
wind comes through and chimes and blows gauze

curtains merrily and I am mesmerized and

will not turn the page but gaze and gaze
and wonder at the Heart that

made us sparkle poppy bright as the picture book

and always

mary angela douglas 6 october 2013