A Chill in the Air

On Tuesday you cried

upon my shoulder,

trusting Jesus to save

your soul.

On Friday you played

the entertainer, making light

of fearful faces in the room.

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You left us in November

as the cold was setting in.

~

You danced in the face of death,

a can of beer in your hand.

But morning came with raindrops,

in your bed you would remain.

You communicated in silence,

lids weighted with eternal sleep.

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You left us in November

as the cold was setting in.

~

We ate brownies topped

with ice cream, while the lesbian

hugged the Catholic and God’s

Spirit sweetly smiled.

We laughed through tears

as we remembered; said

our prayers to fill the void.

~

You left us in November

as the cold was setting in.

~

I said goodbye on Thursday,

and left roses in the snow.

Christmas Lace

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Dainty white flakes of winter’s lace
Lace the edge of window’s frame
Framing the serenity of the scene
Seen by children watching in delight

Delighted to press their nose to the glass
Glassy-eyed sleepy heads ready for bed
Bedding down in the land of dreams
Dreams of coming Christmas morn’

Morning comes with a frosty glow
Glowing embers rest within the hearth
Hearth on which the stockings hang

Hanging too is silver tinsel on the tree
Tree brought in through knee-deep snow
Snow of Christmas– flakes of dainty white

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