Sunday, December 22, 2013

Poems: Winter Solstice, Pure Gold, and Santa's Lap



six months old today

born on the summer solstice

child of light

even in winter

she warms my soul





time with her

is pure gold

and each kiss
a pearl
i am rich
beyond measure
in the things that count






on Santa's lap

pulling his great white beard

memory to treasure





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