I woke this morning and over my head
Hung glitter of stars while I was in bed
The dipper was titled just enough to see
The constellations spilled all around me
Stars hung so close to the morning sea
No beginning, no end from the stars and me
Creative Writings by published poet Christine McNeill-Matteson
I woke this morning and over my head
Hung glitter of stars while I was in bed
The dipper was titled just enough to see
The constellations spilled all around me
Stars hung so close to the morning sea
No beginning, no end from the stars and me