Stars, pots and pennies

just things that game to mind

the starfish point the way

the coins count the cubicles

the words are in a flurry

being sent your way

 

can you feel them?

do you see them?

the heart of stone

that went away

 

you hide, you think

but not from me

you forget

that I can see

what is inside

 

to spell, to read, to share

to walk, to smell the air

again in the year's full bloom

it comes around again

this time with pennies

but no thoughts

of happiness

 

 

inside the pot

the empty space

I fill with stones

stones from afar

the places

of memory

 

the time has come

to make new memories

the new and unforgettable

the green, pink

red and yellow/orange

with a streak of

kitten

always with kitten!

happy friends!

loving family!

happiness

finally!

 

Author's Note

please ignore grammer, I was.