Ghostly Dad

GHOSTLY DAD new year’s eve a ghostly frost coats his chair front porch so still car horns downtown turn back the clock new year’s eve no moon no starry night no dad to share in a sudden breeze a leaf floats down from somewhere early new year’s eve the last trolley car dings by that long yellow row if he’s aboard he doesn’t get off new year’s eve late cold coming in clear as a bell he points the big dipper on new year’s eve dad and brother made ice cream mom put on her new coat i got one too the vanilla stain still there Dave Austin