Children of the 90s

28 Mar

Our Crayola Cloud billows toward ceiling,

stained Thanksgiving turkey stencils grasping to keep it earth-bound.

Silence explodes as

fifty bubblegum balls plead with God

to lift the magic mockingbird to His lips………..


Flood of laughter, shrieking, and winged foot-beds squeaking as we

scurry inside our Crayola Cloud and

yank it back to waxed wood security.

Twenty-five doughy pretzels point to the

center of our domed universe.

Fifty bubblegum balls turn once again to God.

God’s grin does all the talking; His disciples have done it again.