Be Patient

The days spent alone grows
Trampled red ribbons and bows
But for gathering crows
She was the last to know

Knock knocking filled my ears
Broken boxes smudged tears
Showing she’s welcome here
Not alone with her fears

Once a year we commune
Colorful wrapping strewn
Hovering loose balloons
Showing we’ll see her soon

© 2013 Michael Yost 07/20