At first I thought it was a dream,
But no matter how long I watched,
The bubble did not pop.
I have to rush inside
And heap my bowl with vanilla ice cream!
God was very tired when he emptied his pockets,
And he did not pick up this one dime
That fell and rolled away across the floor.
Long ago, some very cold people
Were puzzling over how to build a house out of snow
Until the moon said, “Look at me!”
I don’t see a man up there.
I see a little child just finishing a chocolate treat
While the mommy runs for a wet washcloth.
Now this is enough
To make any little hen worth its salt broody.
How long till it hatches?
These orange streetlights are an insult to her beauty,
But she keeps on rising.
She is above such things.
Go ahead, count all the hawks.
But if you’re going to stare at her all night,
Remember to tell her that you love her.