the latter days fall
in sweet domino effect
like tin soldiers
goodbye! you say so heartfeltly
to each one in its turn
as if you were still that Christmas child;
or like the wooden ones in the Brontes Glasstown
taking part in all the epics
or in the case of Hans Andersen
the one and only soldier lives out his ballet
where have the winds gone that gusted him away
and back again in the story we adored
oh to be faithful like that again
to accept without question the fairytale
quest
while the apple trees are snowing
in the dream where time is still your friend
and the skies glow a rudiness as of rubies
all apple red delicious
while you're still at home,
the last candle to go out.
mary angela douglas 21 june 2023
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