as you sleep I can
always tell about that moment
that you start to dream
an into the next passage
as a way to see across
the clouds and glowing sunbeam heat
to where the warm has gone into a day
a catnap, a moment, an all night snooze
that was so easy to relax in,
a prior state of no moon
for the dark when you close your eyes
and the grasp on that time
the chance to curl up and
your peacefulness grows
and you know too much smile glimmers
in the soft light from a
string of Chrysanthemums Christmas lights
stuffed into a fireplace and making
the scene of a few fairies and fireflies;
when morning comes
your feistiness and
lightning electric filled eyes
rise up slowly…