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