Picture Perfect (Cont)
Maybe, just maybe, upon your return
We can travel across the blue, cold ocean
Where the salt compliments the sunset at the edge
With the pearl from the oyster and grain of sand
Perhaps then we can climb to the mountaintop
Passing along the way, a snowman with a carrot nose and stick arms
Its top hat and striped scarf bringing out its raisin smile
Next we could travel through the forest, looking out for big foot on our way
To the log cabin made of fallen trees
Surrounding it, my garden of wild flowers that may never grow
In the rich soil and daily drops of water
Together we can open the jar of sunshine
I kept by my bedside and release its warm rays
Later at night we can float up to the sky on the white fluffy cloud
And plant the piece of moon, putting the star on top
The one with the edges and points
In the morning we will find the nights before rain
Forming a rainbow above our log cabin, surrounded by wild flowers
Growing from the jar of sunshine which is held up by the white fluffy floating cloud
That took us to the sky to plant the piece of moon
And the star with
edges
and
points
Where we could look down upon the snowman with
a carrot nose
and
stick arms
Agreeing with his raisin smile,
acknowledging the creation of beauty
from an oyster and a grain of sand
And together make the colors
The colors that do not fade
But simply rest and close their eyes
September 16, 2009
Copyright © Kristin Baker | Year Posted 2009
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