Lullaby Never Sung To Van Gogh Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Lullaby Never Sung To Van Gogh
The yellow stars and the indigo skies
In the painting I will love till I die
The yellow café and the tables blue
Outside in the rain and the light pouring through
And the halos the swirling around the stars
Who knows who knows how distant they are
In the painting that now is forever on view
And if the stars in their former lives
Are still only shining for you, for you.
Mary angela douglas 28 january 2024
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