January 1, 2021
always nice
this walking home with dad
long steps
arms linked
looking up together to find the moon
safe in a soft ring of life
a circle of life
extended
reaching to the trees in the East
and over to the trees in the West
sealed
never ending
a soft haze but certain
bathing the moon
in the new year
2021
it was midnight
Dad went in
Shoshi and the kids already asleep
head down I gave the hay
spilled water in all the bowls
for the goats
slid the dogs away
for the night
then looked up
cotton balls filled where the ring had been
an entire ocean of cotton balls
circling the moon
clothing it for the new year
bright and cheery
cotton puffs
floating where the bare ring had once been
its soft glow no longer naked
a moment earlier
the sky was boldly bare
but for the moon within the ring
now brightly adorned with
puffs of the Heavenly
clothed in a certain
Humility
bathed in a lovely Grace
bright with Hope
was
God's
circle of love
my favourite things
I love your poetry and the way you see things. Thank you for such lovely images.
ReplyDeleteThank you Debra... I didn't know if anyone would notice I had shared but I had to share and I am so glad for you my friend~ we are clothed in His grace
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