Small Fable: The Night Shed Stars Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I will shed stars like the trees shed leaves

said night to herself pondering everything

then all the children will rake up the stars

and their faces will glow with me with

what is left of me that was brightest, that was good.

it will be this way,

and then it wont ever be again



the dews gathered until dawn

it was night weeping her lights away.

the autumn cried.

but the children were happy

in the morning.

mary angela douglas 9 november 2022