There Must Be

there must be angels leaning over the sills in Heaven

who puff the wind with their cheeks so that flowerpots

on earth fall onto the heads of would be bullies

before they can do anything bad

or maybe they sit around dreaming up

good dreams to give the children

when they go to sleep at night

on their worst days ever.

What WOULD you put in a dream like that.

I know what I'd do given the chance.

I'd make a dream like a Christmas stocking 

and stuff it full of oranges, tangerines, small dolls

in  exquisite dresses and comic books, and bubble gum, the colour 

green

and scores of candies, old baseball cards, paint sets paint sets

paint sets, children's paperbacks,

the candy hearts that say I love you I love you

a huge magnifying glass to magnify the bluest sky

on days of unending rain

the lullaby

that takes away all pain

now and forever.

mary angela douglas 15 april 2021