Sun

I run 🏃♀️ below and above
the sun’s beginnings.
The dewed fog moistens drying fields
and glistens with prisms reflecting.
The quiet is loud as my jaunt shuffle
interrupts nature’s morning’s stage.
An uninvited guest, I slip by,
pause,
sun presses my face with warm rays
as the glare squints my eyes to see,
and I am ushered on.
©. CMM 2020
Green Socks and Pink Sparkles

Her faithful wish each day
her green socks and pink sparkle shoes
Would always stay
On her feet looking down
She would see magic in her green socks
And sparkles all around
Her Mom would ask
Let’s take the shoes off for a while
It will help them last
The Princess looked away
Very surprised and shook her head
” no, thank you , not today”
CMM. © 2020
