Refrigerator Finger Gallery Art (poem)

Heading home day’s light lights a little later

now

its painting horizon’s short wall

and stops considering

tired winter encroaching  

where it had endlessly

coldly

seemed

always

to quickly bundle and blow out

nightstand candles

but begins to allow

day’s lighter jacketed child to implore Mom for just a little more

time to paint some

stripes across the bottom of the sky

an index swipe of orange

a middle swish of lightened brown

ring splotched holes of blue

a pinkie splash of pinkened red

thumb swashes of yellows

and a palm splat to sign a name

for proud refrigerator finger gallery art

heralding Spring soon sprung

hung with magnets of Suns and Moons