mjlm: Poetry Page

So naturally the child runs and smiles

So freely she opens wide her arms

There is music playing that only she hears

As she spins gracefully in the donut shop

And if the sky is blue, she sings

And, if gray, she follows the tapping of the

rain

Two miracle skies for two miracle eyes

In one wondrous world

Of a wondrous little girl

        a child