The Sun Sparkles Gold (Found Word Poem)

The sun sparkles gold on the brown leaves
and the finch voraciously eats her seed.
See through small things
help is on her way.
In the avalanche of post-Christmas paper
and sugar crash,
hold need and shelter;
better than salve
is home,
fire of love.
Who and why will clarify.
Nothing is alright besides good.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2020


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