Whenever she donned the hat of night sky
creatures would gather above her right eye.
In time with the beat of her passionate heart
bright stars would play music and their bodies would start
to move in slow harmony with the big band sound
along the hat’s rim they would circle around.
Dancing beneath a humorous moon
all through the night till half past noon.
Then the crew and the hat removed from her head
would rest on her belly atop of her bed
under soothing warm rays of a jubilant sun
all happily daydreaming of their night sky fun.
                                                   --Rhea Giffin ©2002

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