Sparkle

The tiniest sparklelit up the the petals that fellon the side walk at my feet.The tiniest sparkletwinkled when I told youwe were expecting.The tiniest sparkleflickered in black and white,a spark of a new being.And then it was gone.I'm writing these words here for usto search for that tiny beam,And I'm thinking of Leonard Cohen's words,"There is a crack, a crack in everything..."So let the light in.Let it flood over us and melt,a wave of light thatcan show us who we are now,so we can sparkle again. I've decided to use Susannah Conway's December Reflections as daily writing prompts this month, most posts to be small poems, good or bad, posted with a photo, to help me navigate a loss I experienced in late November.See all posts here.