JOIN THE DOTS

a universe
spread before her
she joins up the stars

creates
constellations
of her own making

here - The Pram /there - The Dolly
creates what she
wants to see

her Painting by Numbers
fallen on the floor
its orders ignored

a purple sky
with
yellow  trees

blue people
walking over
the Magenta Hills

a river
gurgles
in its sleep

her head
a splash of gold
poured upon her pillow

I, the guardian
of her dreams
gently kiss her

the morning eagerly
awaits
her presence

but now
sleep
bewitches her

she my fairy tale
made real
I believe in her

leave on tip toes
close the shhhhhh....
.......door