Sunday, December 25, 2016

Sunday in CinCity. The Christmas Edition.


For Maia

by Gary Johnson



A little girl is singing for the faithful to come ye
Joyful and triumphant, a song she loves,
And also the partridge in a pear tree
And the golden rings and the turtle doves.
In the dark streets, red lights and green and blue
Where the faithful live, some joyful, some
troubled,
Enduring the cold and also the flu,
Taking the garbage out and keeping the
sidewalk shoveled.
Not much triumph going on here—and yet
There is much we do not understand.
And my hopes and fears are met
In this small singer holding onto my hand.
       Onward we go, faithfully, into the dark
       And are there angels hovering overhead?
Hark.

2 comments:

  1. I hope your Christmas was fabulous & visited by angels!

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  2. It was fine. I worked on Christmas and around it. Always gives a clear perspective on gratitude.

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Hey, thanks for your thoughts and your time:>)