Winter Solstice Sunshine
Later today your Mother will come with me
while I show her your special spot.
The sun lingers a moment
on those fallen bluff rocks
the shortest day (longest night).
The cabin we built in our mind
has you stoking a fire
too chilly yet for morels above the waterfall
where you shared the spirit of the ten point buck.
For like the year you left us for now
Beautiful Child, that year too as today
spring solstice had passed before
the longest night began.
That short winter day we sat together and shared dreams
the sun lingered as we broke bread.
a memory that warms me still
if only too briefly.
~~ Phil Specht
1 comment:
Lovely poem. ♥
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