A Reverie

A Reverie As I lie on my chaise with my friends, And cherish their differences, Straight and waxy as sequins is one, Bent as a clown tipping his hat, another, Straight, proud, white tux, there you are, And little gnarled embarrassed one,, For your frock is the first to yellow, I lay down my depressed mood and then Set my mind to remembering when. When a handsome lover and his children played, And you were all saplings, stretching early days. There have been more goodbyes than anyone knows, But just as many lovely hellos, You witnessed barbecues and parties, And the withering of your own. Illnesses have come and been quickly healed, Growing, graduations, marriages, too. The lover and children gone. Now it is twilight time, and you and I are alone, We are the sum of Christmasses past, We are the love that did and didn’t last, But twilight is soft, and we are blessed. And you speak your breezes gently.