Sunday, December 25, 2005

A Christmas Party

i came up the stairs
to find peace and quiet,
(after the flury of folks kissing cheeks,
making jokes, laughing loud,
discussing now, then, later),
and i thought (peace)
and dylan sang
and i remembered you were here.

2 comments:

Caitlin Carr said...

blame it on a simple twist of fate

parents reading and/or writing in different corners of the room,

lights low,
tree bright.

perfect!

f. panek said...

she blossoms.

(happy new year)

love m.