little blue planet
out in a galactic arm
oceans full of tears

i want it to snow
so we can make a snowman
with a big big smile

beside the fireplace
all coloured lights, tinted wreaths
and bright glass baubles
its base wrapped in green paper
its top a big silver star
and one little boy kneeling
watching the bubble lights glow
lost in the magic

young man in wheelchair
lets the air out his tires
then begs for money

a deserted farm
near the bend in the river
good for blackberries

I apologize
for all the damage I did
innocent and not

waltzing a scythe
through a field of golden grass
crows walk close behind