Some nights
the cool of my pillow is a soft sand
And the blankets are just blankets
And my thoughts are the stars
And the stars are the peepholes to heaven.
Yes, my thoughts are the billion-billions of stars
Because I think about God
And my heart.
And the truth is a warm, red, rising sun.
And the truth is that I am known.
And when I put my hands on the sky
and my cheek against it to look through,
I see people,
and they are so beautiful.
Love the imagery. When you've posted a lot more of these, I'm going to print them out and make a book to read to the girls. It will make them smarter.
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