Old folks weep with joy
as bright lanterns  
burn in windows,
marching bands play
all parading through
riotous city streets,
all gaiety, happiness
& laughter,

bold children alongside
in sweet & delirious
dancing shuffle,
all red, green & gold
ribbons & flags
of deliberate
& riotous color,

flowers will adorn,
roses in bright bunches,
yellow daffodils from
fields so bright,
carnations, lilies & marigolds,
incandescent magnolias,
star-bright & fragrant
blooms & blossoms
of gathered offerings
& joyous gift,

lone wolves will pack
& cry into the nighttime
vibrating wilderness,
great eagles will gather
above great tall trees
screaming aloud
their existence
this blessed
morn,

sons & daughters
will proclaim the day,
all finery, jeweled & golden,
arms dancing aloft
strong, handsome &
proudly adorned
this sweet
sweet eve.

Come the day,
Oh Come the day.