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St. Patrick | jsburl

St. Patrick’s Day Poem

the sun is shining through
     the geranium leaves 
          dappling the floor with gold

the warmth heats these
     old bones as I sit in
          the healing warmth 
     crocheting a clover chain

          St. Patrick’s day is near
     but my children are
grown and flown 

          gone are the days of
bringing totes filled with
          a plethora of decorations
     for any holiday

     gone are the days of
          the house filled with friends
     baking cookies for 
               hungry stomachs
laughter ringing through the halls

I have left my small 
                    Christmas tree on the
old metal milk can
                    in the living room

I should have crocheted a 
     Valentine’s heart chain to decorate 
          it’s green boughs with 
     pink white and reds

I was remiss in 
                         the darkness of winter

          but today, sitting here 
     in the warming rays of sun
the green yarn asked 
     to be created with so
clover it is

a chain to decorate
                    just a little
not like then
                    like now

just for me…

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