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