Day Four-- challenge is to write a sad but simple poem; perhaps a sonnet.
Deep in December…
Do not yearn for Christmas in my hometown.
The fog and frigid grayness invite no one
To stay the past , to dust off tables brown;
Those silver bells and ornaments are done.
Deep in December, sun and sweet rain
Should herald lilies and poinsettias,
promise daffodils, erase winter pain.
New years and holidays beset us
In recaptured gatherings, yearning for more.
The midnight masses, sugar and incense,
Candles and company, kids to adore--
Babies and toddlers are some recompense.
Yet dark grays of home shows us the cost:
Our mothers missing, our old fathers lost.