Twinkle down,
kiss my head,
clear off frowns,
remove dread.
Sit around,
watch shine spread.
Diamond crown
up ahead.
Moonlit gown,
star lit thread.
Feathered down,
midnight bed.
Not a sound,
silence treads,
answers found,
hearts are read.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Originally Published on February 26, 2022