Love from Love

The year closes its memories 

A place in time for Love 

Whispers behind doors on through

As light did take some of us back 

We watch on, one less, one more in thought

The annuals of passing moments 

Days full in passing Sunday's 

Collections of taken time lay spread on Decembers showing

Regrets dissolve in the figured glow of fellowship 

I tilt my head after a deep breath  

I see blue sky's in puddles passed 

I've known summer gifted on high 

And winters gentle brush while warm

I make gifts from golden tinsel and rose red silk 

Family will gather like the forest creatures at the fresh river stream 

And take in the currents of year long Love, for year end peace 

All our names will be but shadows on the walls

For together we need not know Love from Love

Or Hand from Hand

mF

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