Hallowed Eve

The night before you left, we danced;

round, back, fast, slow, each stepped cadence

swelling hope that time passed by would

harbor us in hold, forgot by others' plans.

Hand in hand and heart to heart

we made those moments bless each beat

(no dawn’s face greeted sorrier).

Yet evermore will I recall...whole and holy ground

where footprints pranced a hallowed eve.