On a new day
Of a new year
I remind myself
Do the work
To stay focused
On what’s important
On a new day
Of a new year
I remind myself
Do the work
To stay focused
On what’s important
He was there
Then not
All in the space
Of a few final breaths
Now a ghost
Whose laugh is lost
But to memory
And longing
Gone twenty five years
In this time of cheer
And on this day
Am I reminded
A twinkle in the eye
Said more
Than words, sometimes said
Had ever said
I love you, son
Is no different
Than any other day
Love
The place was stocked with beer, though. Lots of it. Their inventory must have been pretty mobile. The bartender just pointed a thumb over his shoulder when I asked for a beer list.
“We’ve got everything in those shelves.”
I counted five rows of 20 cubbyholes each, and every one had a different beer or cider. Maybe one was empty, just for the cliche.
“Impressive.”
It has been a wonderful day of giving, receiving, drinking and eating, but most of all… loving.
Peace and love be with you all.
xoxo ❤