The Tolling Of Bells For The Strawberry Sky Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

the tolling of bells for the strawberry sky
the reasons why we mourn the passing
of the cream filled days

we have counted on our grass stained fingers
conmingling the fingerpaint colors
toward the last days

do you hear the bells and do you fear
there is no salve to soothe the children
lost this way

in the woods and far from those who cared
I saw in a vision swinging through bright air
the flocks of God to feed them

the wild strawberries peeking through vast snows
the return of cream and sugar to the blue blue tables
oh but this was a dream cried my angels

this was a dream

mary angela douglas 17 march 2017