Sunday, December 25, 2011


Around the Edges

Even Betsy Ross
Couldn't make a flag that
wouldn't fray eventually.

Everything dies--
A hard lesson to learn,

but she promised...
and in church, too...
so much for that!

Ah, the heaviness of regret--
so don't carry it for long...
just far enough to let most of it
or all of it drain away...

This is the only Christmas there is.










1 comment:

Anonymous said...

It is in the beauty of blackness called advent where Christmas gets its' birth....

agape'
JB