Glittering from the heavens
“Stick out your bubblegum tongue,”
I say. “Taste a bit of magic.”
Whole cars are swallowed
Gardens and rooftops blanketed
Take this messy world and make it
cool clean sparkling bright
My son dives in
Soon he’s swimming in sugar
Sifting it with his mittens
Floating on his back, beaming at the sky
Leaving behind imprints of angel wings
And when the 6:00 church bells
start chiming “Joy to the World”
he says,
“Mommy, let’s dance!”
So we twirl and twirl and twirl
in that fine snow
Cool clean sparkling bright.
Erin Strybis 