soon it may happen
it may happen very soon
a golden light starts spilling
like cream from down the moon
a golden light starts spilling
for the wake and for the dead
all the children laughing
like the colour, cherry red
soon it may happen
if you're very very still
the clouds will tilt and then they'll spin
and you'll be who you will
who you will that's dancing
and who you will that's glad
and not for once a single thing
that's even slightly sad
so wait upon the seasons
waiting to be found
one Christmas with no reason
the earth will come around
to all the light that's spilling
from the gardens of the sun
and it will be so thrilling
when all the sorrow's done.
mary angela douglas 5 march 2023
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