I write to
Write like every
Animal breathes to
Live I discard
This piece or
That poem as
Quickly as dirty
Diapers but you
Oh you scoop
Them up keeping
Them knowing that
There are fortunes
To be read
In them every
Dreamer needs the
Cover of shade
Sometimes and you
Muenster are my
Big outstretched oak
And like a
Letter to Santa
I prayed to
The Universe to
Bring me a
New boyfriend lo
And behold just
There beneath the
Christmas tree of
My heart I
Found presents a
Friend like a
Favorite ornament bringing
Laughter and like
A mystery date
Game yet to
Be played a
New suitor both
Of which I
Will try trying
To decide which
One I will
Keep tried and
True or shiny
And brand new
Okay so there
Was this one
Moment that I
Didn’t tell you
About this morning
Remember when you
Rolled over to
Find me missing
With your face
Buried in pillow
Like a Husky
Hiding in snow
You cracked one
Eye open then
Seeing me seeing
You from the
Chair and like
A child to
An ocean of
Gifts I knew
Then right there
That you were
The only Christmas
Surprise for me
Again at last
Again having found
Shade beneath the
Arms of friends
Not necessarily thirsty
Not even hungry
What I do
Miss most is
That one simple
Lingering kiss that
Pair of lips
That unlocks my
Heart like a
Key to a
Locket making me
Giddy and warm
And knowing that
All things are
Possible once again
Universe bring me
A boyfriend now
I don’t care
Who it is
Or where they
Are this thing
Called Christmas touches
Everyone in its
Own unique way
For me it’s
All about giving
For others it’s
Receiving but for
Most most of
All it’s about
Family however you
Ever define that
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 