Long AgoA Poem by John ProphetLong ago.
Riding in the car, back seat. Mom and Dad up front. Long gone now. Christmas season about. Cold dark night. Heading home from a family visit. Christmas 1959. Age of seven. Light on the Boston Hancock building flashing red. Snow signaled. Thrilled at the sight. Cold crisp night. Perhaps a white Christmas awaits. Homes covered in lights along the way. Joy residing within. Home, arrived. Hot cocoa marshmallow topped. Living room dim. Christmas tree glow. Fond memories, of simpler times. When all seemed well. Oh, so many years ago. © 2024 John Prophet |
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Added on November 16, 2024 Last Updated on November 16, 2024 AuthorJohn ProphetNHAboutJohn Prophet is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived rea.. more..Writing
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