Christmas Crossing


It’s Christmas Eve and my wife is napping

At the other end of the couch

Dreaming in a Santa hat


Tonight when she wakes

And after tomorrow’s presents

I’ll try my best to remind her

That my life is more complete

Better and more real

Than I could have imagined for myself


Her presence animates my life

Not in a slavish sense of duty

But through the constant commitment of love

Densely defined and elaborate

Telling as the Rubicon,

broad as the Nile


I have fully crossed over



© Gayle Force Press 2006



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