Written for
decorated trees
 sway to songs 
 emanating from
 masked lips
 imagining smiles
 that reach
 twinkling toes and 
 luminous tips 

Masked lips, and imagine the smiles that reach the twinkling toes of stars. Long remembered, even when they are gone. Swaying songs, shining in unison, alongside planets, viewed with fresh eyes. 
Spring, a once in a lifetime experience, where they are visible from earth. Close your mind, you might miss their amazing sprinkle of love, still on their luminous tips. Shimmering, even when the stars have turned into black holes of nothingness. 
I wonder, what aliens may think of us, as they watch us from their homes. Do they wonder what is beyond? Can they travel to distant lands, or do they think we aren't worth bothering with.  

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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