Orion, Pleiades, and Ursa Major
wink at us from heaven’s ceiling.
Mother taught me their names and folklore,
my sons were also prey to their charm.
Her nocturnal lessons are being passed
to my young granddaughter.
I lift her high and imagine Mother
waving from the Milky Way.
(for Jingle Poetry week 29)
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