Cotton Tree
J Ann Crowder
I beheld a million wishes floating by in those cotton clusters, carried by a wind’s soulful song
Reveling in thrushes and blushing sun hues overhead sitting upon morning glows of horizon above
Oh, God’s color is brilliance of magic fireflies magnified in its bright and rosy hues!
Kissing my cheek, my nose, the back of my neck
I love loving those lightning-vibrant cotton speckles, like flying snow droplets in breezes warm
I make a million wishes like a million songs and stars
Nigh, wishing each wish to come true
Written May 30th, 2018
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