Echoes

As the little stockings doze
Soft laughs and gentle voices
of yesterdays echo in the tree adorned
with the images of loved ones
Grandpa’s cane thumps
against the wooden steps,
the bug-eyed doggy with the grandson
Thanks Giving dinner with
the uncle returned from the war
They vanish into the cherished time
waving at the loved one with the camera
Gift packages wait in anticipation,
the renewed love,
reconciliation,
seeds of spring bloom,
the past echoes the present

©by Byung A. Fallgren

 

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