gold leaf lined sky
as a child I asked you why
or in dreams I asked you where
could I climb a golden stair
could I live among the clouds
and not ever come back down
or only on Saturdays and Sundays.
residue of dark and light
mixing colours every night
and in the morning too
and beautiful, late afternoon.
gold leaf lined sky
soon to evenng aquiesce
you're the postcard
I love best
when looking up
from this green ground
but I still want
to stick around
where the path to home is found
where the stars may crown my roof
and the rains forever.
mary angela douglas 28 august 2023
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