Dear First Lady

Tears bring the eyes its shivering spangle of stars In liquid pools dilating light The firmament spiraled to bandage time’s scars Shining in empty bowls night And sometimes the common carbon of the air In soul deep fires like butterflies Becomes the diamonds from our despair Uncut by innocence to prudent eyes. And you from your shining White House saw The fluid dreams of frigid seasons Bent to touch us, and in your warmth to thaw The icy conducts of pride’s false reasons We had only eyes to tell the luster of our glee Muted with wonder at your love Bridging the callous constellations of history To dent the songless cages for each dove How shall we thank you for feathering our dreams To vault the pole-less blue of sky Dear First Lady, the joy that in us stuttering gleams Make us the jewels of your eye You bring us hope, you shining tiara of the sultry past You jeweller setting us to shine Against rabid scorn of white winters' withering blast No cheap rubble again, the stones you leave behind.