When Everything Glazed Golden

I’m supposed to be writing 1000 words a day…however, the author of this suggestion has clearly stated that she hasn’t a clue what that would mean to a poet. Here is what it means to this poet…

When Everything Glazed Golden

I was thinking about
all those things
but
you know
the birds were singing
and everything glazed golden
just before our nap
so I was creeping up
to kiss that little soft space
between it all
when you smiled at me
and the birds were singing.

Ellespeth

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