A sprout in the ground at dawn
A candy bar with the wrapper still on
Cookies before they’re all gone
A full glass of lemonaed in a hammock on the lawn

Stars that fade into day
ice cubes still water in the tray
the newborn whose not yet opened his eyes
everything to come will be a surprise

A ten foot tall house of cards is my work of art
I hope against hope that it won’t fall apart