the holiday season


The Holiday Season

Memorial Day
has come &
gone so
has Mother’s
Day &
Father’s Day
& the
first day
of summer
the days
are getting
shorter but
no one
the 4th
of July
has slipped
by Jazz
in the
Valley has
packed its
horns &
here comes
Labor Day &
four days
of rodeo.


If I can
make it
thru that
Halloween is
a breeze
I just
sit in
the dark
saying the
rosary &
don’t open
the door
& Thanksgiving
is mostly
a matter
of finding
excuses to
turn down


Then comes
the long
haul to
Christmas &
New Year’s–
guilt trips
& presents
piety &
past ghosts.
The suicide
rate soars
but we
hang on
like pit bulls.


A slow
fall into
Day a
Saint Patrick’s
Day Easter
& then
it’s time
again to
honor the
boys we
sent away
to be

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