today my boat had golden sails
pop up from the storybook
I read the mail
and paint the cottage
in lollipop swirling colours
and am not afraid
cornbread and honey;
just enough money.
this is the day that He has made
with a little help from me.
in a gown that's pure cherry.
I live under perpetually
a raspberry tinted sky,
the one of legend
with preserves put by.
with clover as far as the eye can see;
a June and glittering wind
that brings it all back to me.
mary angela douglas 15 may 2019
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