“Xmas”
Eyes reflect tree lights,
and soon will shine with delight
every Christmas day.
Steve D
Eyes reflect tree lights,
and soon will shine with delight
every Christmas day.
Steve D
Bobbing side to side,
arms too little to hold fast,
you manage to sit.
Steve D
The waking world stirs.
Light and sound shift and shudder–
Imprints on my dreams.
Steve D
Every time your smile
bursts into a little laugh
I can’t not laugh, too.
Steve D
Fledgling trees sprouted,
different root systems, nearby,
branches intertwined.
Steve D
Throngs of people mill
between store fronts, hoping to
find holiday cheer.
Steve D
Delicious pancakes,
proving my eyes ambitious
and my stomach small.
Steve D
Fluffy maple stack
dotted with blueberries, and
seeped in syrup.
Steve D
A rare expression,
but infectious when it shows.
You’ll grow into it.
Steve D
A short visit home
to see friends and meet new.
Almost like old times.
Steve D
My buddy is in from L.A. this week, and he met my son last night in a mini-reunion of high school friends. Good times.