there they are again our stars
like rhinestones scattered in the velvet night
by an indulgent Father (God).
back then my sister and I rated rhinestones more highly than diamonds
due to a necklace of exquisite design that due to its setting looked more beautiful
to us than diamonds, and due to the way also my Grandmother wore it
with her red taffeta piano recital dress, matching the gladioli.
well. all that is long past now.
still somehow somewhere in my mind I favor rhinestones every time
over Cartier, Tiffany's.
and still compare our stars to them. our stars with the same constellation names in God's forever Five and Dime
and patterns, blueprints, our old friends.
it comforts me though I am far from home
since many years placed end to end
they never are.
my stars.our stars.
those sacred momentos.
mary angela douglas 24 december 2020
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