Join The Dots Poem by Dónall Dempsey

A universe
spread before her

she joins up the stars
creates

constellations
of her own

making.

Here - The Pram.
There - The Dolly.

Creates what she
wants to see.

Her Painting by Numbers
fallen on the floor

its orders
ignored.

A purple sky
with yellow trees

blue people
walking over

the Magenta Hills.

A river gurgles
in its sleep.

Her head
a splash of gold

poured upon
her pillow.

I, the guardian
of her dreams

gently kiss
her.

The morning eagerly
awaits

her presence

but now sleep
bewitches her.

She my fairy tale
made real.

I believe in her.

Leave on tip toes

close the shhhhhh....
.......door.