I'm cleaning the clouds from the sky we share
so you can feel the warmth of the sun still there
and burning.
Is that enough to keep the world turning?
I'm scrubbing the stars from each near miss night
till the moon nestles close
and its light falls full on your face.
Is that another day?
If not,
I'll do it again.
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About Me
- Maude Lynn
- Anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information about life to last him the rest of his days. ---Flannery O'Connor
8 comments:
Love it!! Just what I needed today!!
This is nothing but beautiful, Kelli. I especially love "each near-miss night".
Wow. Breathtaking. I'll join you.
Gorgeous & luminous. Any poem wtih La Luna tickles me pink. Keep 'em coming, poet-girl. xo
So beautiful!
I imagine this spoken to your daughter. Such love does keep the world turning. Thanks.
I love your positive energy, MZ. It resonates throughout these lines.
oh oh oh, wow, sigh
why oh why can't my mind work this way? So talented.
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