Who teaches mobiles to dance

so infants can 


in ripples of sunlight?

small limbs fluttering about 

 a majorette who spins 


‘ til yawns and stretches glint 

towards ripe leaves,

 and mothers arms are covered in

Christmas berries above

babies who


and play Jack and Jill tumble songs on rattles

all around those 

who see 


in footprints of young leaves


  1. Cool! No I have not written much poetry. I have in recent years started reading a lot of poetry on WordPress and other sights. Have you been cc editing for many years! You have a gift for it.❀️

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