pm poetry

Auld Lang Sigh

By

Keep the candle lit
and the kettle warm;
keep soft blues drifting
through our living room;
keep the wool
shroud of night
tightly wound
around this town
as we wind down,
settling into our
solstice rest,
bidding farewell to
another year spent
laughing, loving
mourning, living
side by side and
heart to heart-
giving, receiving,
leaping, retreating,
enduring together,
never apart.