Sweeping skies
make miniature toys
out of
towering mountains
as snowtops pierce
the soft haze
of clouds
barely there
as they measure
the vast expanse
like heaven’s ruler
Crazy, kooky
nutty girl
with a
brand new toy
she twists and rolls
tackling the snake
she plays pretend
as tongue hairs
tangle
in woolly strands
and says…
“I love my new toy
Daddy.”
No giggles
no laughter
but there’s a whisper
there
Hidden eyes
see between
delicate droplets
peering out
from dark spaces
as the whisper
says again and again…