And Closing Our Eyes We Dreamed That We Were Snow

(a lullaby)

and closing our eyes we dreamed that we were snow

the milk white netting on the stars when it is not quite day

and we lay between world and world quilt heavy  in our antique cribs

and would have counted the purple shadows on the bars

If we could have counted then

How vague the dimmed green crowns  of trees lifted in the outside wind

as if they were friends

we could see through the upper window

we nestled in.

and suddenly it seemed as if the same dream came to us again

or a sifting of rose petals from the grandfather’s garden

and the snow was falling over us and we understood

Its heart its heart is the crystal in our Mama’s necklace

and we were comforted..

 

mary angela douglas 5 october 2020