best are small children in their gauzy dreams
tangled with pastel Christmas lights
the summer, butterscotch sun
jump roping under the far stars
well you would,
if you could
if only in some fashion you
might stay the way you are
learning the rose has rose scent
image and word so beautiful together
incapable of the word for never
in any language
gazing at your recent angels
singing small songs
to keep yourself happy
affectionate toward the new grass the
wild purple clover on the lawn.
mary angela douglas 16 july 2023
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