The Bulbs
I should borrow
Jacob’s ladder
Like the angel
I should climb
In a summer
Starry
night.
A little child
With little feet
I should climb it
Rung
by rung
I should touch
The
velvet sky.
I should hold
Those twinkling
bulbs
And pluck one
With
my little hand
And let it twinkle
In
my home.
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