as the high bridge lights compete
with the twilight stars.
Now, with Father Moon,
each challenges its siblings in a sparkle race.
In vain, Mother Cloud blankets
her children for bed.
They just laugh and glow.
(c)Shirley Nesbit Sellers 2009
published in The Poet's Domain, Vol 25
Live Wire Press, Charlottesville, VA
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