Come on home to your chair.
Put a leg up and ” let’s watch the fire.”
isn’t she beautiful?
Come on lay down,
Listen to your choir sing
not about you, but of those whom you love.
That same old can of beans
can feed your whole family,
if your family needs and we’re lucky it seems
to be able to have seen
these candlelight dreams
Like a mountainside moonbeam casts no shadow, this moment is all alone yet frozen, beheld.