It is in the darkest time
of the world
that we seek
to find the light,
they are in the shadow
of our gifts
spoken or given,
say hello
share a smile
or give a hug,
we need to embrace
strange wisdom
simple expressions
of a word
called L💖VE.

they drink flat beer
while standing in the rain
waiting for 30 to1 shots
to come in

they meet at airport terminals
waiting for different flights
promising to meet again
next summer

they leave the mad house sane
and carry bibles in the ghetto
and run for president
to change things
for the better
for a change

they are poor black children
in a toy store
on a white
very white
Christmas eve

they

the wind blows them away

“Poetry to me is emotion strung on Christmas trees,
it's that delight that rips through paper
and bows to find the treasure hidden inside.

I love the thoughtful topics you bring to us
to delve into and ponder. As holidays near
I wish you warmth and caring and

childhood delight…

hugs,
Patty”

You get
lost in detail
(Augurs? Portents? Symbols?)
They shine: you'd be advised to do
As well.