Something Found But What Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Something Found But What
it isn't the right feeling on the page
a someone says and so, it blows away
and on another day and looking up
from play, a small child finds it
hidden in the grass while the white
stars sway then,
turning into snow
oh there you are
she says as light as sunshine
pouring onto glass
a forgotten radiance
at last, at last.
mary angela douglas 14 january 2016
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