The Package

The Package

There’s a package ‘neath the tree, somewhere in the back,

Hidden from our sight, is the ribbon red or black?

Did it come from someone who couldn’t make it home?

And however did that one so dear pick this time to roam?

Shall we stoke the fire, keep the memory bright?

Or should we all get angry, because it isn’t right?

A package full of hopes and fears all shuttered up inside,

Are the memories bittersweet, with tears we cannot hide?

Will we ever feel what lives beyond the void?

Waiting for a time when hearts again are buoyed.

There’s a package ‘neath the tree, somewhere in the back,

And maybe if you chose it, you’ll find the joy you lack.

LDT Dec. ‘20

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