Though the light goes out early,
and trees are leafless,
the man next door cruises by on his riding mower
beneath the sky, blue as our baby’s eyes.
We take long walks, our jackets hanging open,
flapping like wings.
Christmas is already a memory book,
a story I’ve longed to tell.
The year is new,
and we’ve made promises to ourselves.
Every day we try to remember fresh habits.
One night over butternut bisque,
Accuweather offers that the jet stream has shifted,
lifting the hem of her dress
so that now we sit at about her knees,
and people are casual in their t-shirts in January.
But I want fire,
steam rising up over cocoa
topped in clouds of marshmallows,
and scarves draping their tails
around the tender skin of my neck.
Instead, the snowman stays in the picture book,
and as we pack our holiday decorations,
I sing Blackbird and wonder how to mark time
without a white blanket draped over everything.
Read more of Tina Raye Dayton's poems in the Spring 2015 edition of the Delaware Poetry Review.
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