Leaning in close, I could see that what appeared to be the LEAST STONE in the tiara was, in fact, quite rare. That’s when the idea began to take shape, all based on this blue diamond.

Georg’ann

Yearning for a RAINY day
to stay swaddled in cozy covers,
the room and me so still
Listening to the SOUND
of patters on the roof
and purring by my side.
The scent of a warm SCONE,
baked with a STONE fruit,
peach or plum, wafting
without having to rise
and make them myself.
This is my magic wish
slow weighted rest,
some sweet tender crumb,
outer and inner worlds
cleansed by morning rain.

Heather