Sunday, December 21, 2008

Poem of the Week #51

One Snow Day, Before Christmas

No school or work today, but I awake
early, while the others sleep.

I putter around my house,
put away a dish, shuffle some mail.

There are presents to be wrapped
and bills to be paid. There are poems

to be written. But I will bake something
sweet instead, string some Christmas lights.

I pretend I am God, taking care of my house,
adoring its imperfections.

I know that when my people sleep,
they are closest to me. I want them to rest

while I guard the house
against the raging storm of winter.

I prepare the day, so they wake fresh,
unaware I have been loving them in their dreams.

Lisa Vihos

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