andromeda calling

although no longer a child 

(on the outside)

I still enjoy lying under the 

Christmas tree 

for 

a galaxy lives in there — I swear!—

amongst the branches,

the lights;

amidst the tinsel, and 

ornaments…

off goes my imagination

flying to faraway lands

where my wings envelop every-One ! —

giving a little squeeze,

as

an angel’s embrace —

and where the dazzling stars live 

to

lead us the way

home

L.S. 12/23

photoscript: photo was taken just as the poem says…from beneath my Christmas tree, looking up ☺️🎄