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Dogs 2018

CHRISTMAS LIGHTS
(12/22/18)


while
the joy

the meaning
of the season
is lost
upon me

I do
appreciate
the bright displays
on some houses
in the neighborhood
as I wander
the streets
at night

I remember
my sister and I
being taken
for drives
on Christmas Eve
as children

to be distracted
by the luminous
pageantry apparent
in even a small
Nebraska
farm town

when we
returned home
Santa
would have
visited

there
would be
presents

candy
aplenty

tonight
I just enjoy
the brisk
air

the glowing
colors
around each
corner

but not
quite as much
as the darkness
to which
I return

at the
end
of my walk