SONG FOR THE NIGHT AFTER CHRISTMAS
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
Night rings like a bell upon the sleeping fields.
As the bare branch of the black oak
. . . beseeches an opalescent sky,
. . . just so tender, dark, and dear,
. . . Love lays siege to this startled heart.
Light! Let there be light!
Promise me warm days dancing into summer,
. . . laughter in a haystack,
. . . youth renewed,
. . . and thoughtless moments,
. . . . . . dreaming time not spent, or earned, or passed –
. . . one golden moment,
. . . . . . time turned upside down –
. . . Hope beyond reason, beyond doubt –
. . . Oh, let us taste
. . . . . . Love’s sweet eternal song.
Image: “Pear Blossoms in Spring,” by Alice B. Clagett, 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0
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