As true in the poet’s little minivan as it was in the back yard tent in which it was first penned.

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Recorded Reading (1:06): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/7o1k6y0o2qsrrvqgtlv5d/A-Million-Diamonds.m4a?rlkey=rl8w896anqvtk12qpm0fzyw0i&dl=0

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A Million Diamonds

Let me well glory in what I possess:
A million diamonds, oh, everywhere!
Sufficient recompense for all duress
Required this night to see them sparkling there

Upon the starry grass of all the lawn
Upon the tree my little tent outside
Such transformations all have undergone
Decked each more beautifully than a bride

Someday I will recall this magic night
Warm, then, enough my hands don’t stiffly ache
From cold each time that I sit down to write
And this display but recollection make

Let me in timely way appreciate
Circumstances fond memories create

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This poet is physically disabled.

Public housing being insufficient to her medical and creative needs, in order to continue working she is presently living in her minivan, publishing all of her works using one thumb on the touch screen of her smartphone and surviving at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level.

If her work has touched you, she would treasure any contribution you might be good enough to offer ~ http://www.UgiftABLE.com ● #72D-31S.

Please be aware that it takes several days for her to be notified of patronage. Thank you for caring.

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