by Harry Calhoun
She loves you again.
The prints you’ve bought
over the years still hang
like memories, calling up
lyrics and tunes
of old rock songs.
This is your first Christmas
together after the separation.
In January, the Christmas tree,
the first you bought together,
persists in the living room.
You want to keep this the same.
Keep the sure forever
in the magic of now it holds.
But something restless,
bothersome and persistent
realizes that now can only maintain
through change. You think of boxing
up that lovely artificial tree, then
put your arm around your sleeping wife,
content, old Rolling Stones songs
the music in your head.
[Featured]Digital Art Image Credit: love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does love is a battle love is a war
love is a growing up by J. A. Spahr-Summers. ©Copyright 2015, Jeffrey A. Spahr-Summers
Snapping Twig – Spring – 2015
Vol: Feb 2015 thru Apr 2015