The ability to
Choose well is
Not just reserved
For humans for
Like an acorn
Which leaps and
Lands bounces and
Buries we too
Do the same
Into the arms
Of one another
Sometimes sprouting and
Sometimes dying and
Sometimes loving living
Or living loving
And there we
Lay like one
Plank of Aspen
And one of
Ebony like one
Night and one
Day dark and
Light you the
Stone and I
I am your
Splash as you
Skip skip skip
Then plunge headlong
Into me like
I am your
Cool summer lagoon
I am not
A bee but
Rather a flower
Bees buzz about
Busily buzzing bouncing
Bobbing busy belonging
But a flower
A flower knows
What they are
Where they are
Who they are
And that is
Very very attractive
To those busy
Buzzing little bees
My dear boy
Remember this one
Thing that Christmas
Isn’t so much
About getting but
More about wishing
Wishing for things
Wishing for love
And Christmas kisses
Wishing for family
Wishing for snow
But even more
Wishing that this
Feeling on this
Day could be
Felt every day
Merry merry Christmas
My dear boy
And upon this
Night our Savior
Was born and
A star in
The East brought
Three wise men
Bearing gifts to
Give the Child
Back then it
Was gold frankincense
And myrrh this
Year this wise
Man is wishing
You nothing but
Love
Happiness
And laughter Merriest
Of Christmas Eves
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 