In Clara's Light
Awake, he felt asleep and struggled, for
it seemed upon his back there had been flung
a mantle of fatigue he drably wore,
and like a hag accursed, to him it clung.
His children, sad to see his heavy pace,
then fixed him up with Clara, widowed too.
He floundered when he saw her sweet bright face
and gazed into her eyes of crystal blue.
Immersed in Clara's radiance, he dined
and listening to her laugh, became entranced.
His burden cloak unraveled as she twined
her arms around his shoulders while they danced.
An ardent kiss. . . and then was gone that coat.
For with a jolt, he saw that he could float!
For Deb Guzzi's "Celebrate the Light" Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011
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