a reverso poem
Such stars
you are
I tell the children
after they sing
fitted for heaven
they are
in the season
of stars
of song
of wonder
there is a scent
of snow
just a hint
in the air
a sense of an angel’s hem
in the air
just a hint
of snow
there is a scent
of wonder
of song
of stars
in the season
they are
fitted for heaven
after they sing
I tell the children
you are
such stars
