The Gathering
What are these things that
Christmas cannot bring?
that tug and pull... and the soul unstring?
like some cold mystery
upon the solstice hung
what have we not forgot
while taking stock of the evening... meals and item giving
how much misunderstanding
did we package at the root of the tree
so many memories missing
among the glitter and the ribbon... these too are gifts in sweet surfeit
a sorrow gently reminding us
of what lays upon the morrow
the freeze and sudden thaw
the final return of flock... at Mother Nature's call
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