December 8, 2022Missive

It was a wet night

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It was a wet night

After a warm day

But autumn could be like that

I gave you my overcoat

Draping it over your shoulders

To take the edge off the cold

I remember we talked about

Some really silly things.

We were in no hurry

To get home,

If the world was flat

We would sail to the edge

And fall off

But what would we find below

Without street lights,

The moon would be chasing

The stars

On the top side,

Always one step ahead

Of the sun god.

Keeping the world warm

Until winter,

When Jack Frost came out to play

With the river trolls

Who never get a good press

But were loved by their parents

Who wanted them home

Before the first rays of the sun

Could turn them into stone.

We saw the evidence

In the shadows

Stone circles

Madcaps, dancing madrigals,

Wearing facemasks

To hide their identities

From the river police

Counting crows

Hurrying us homeward

Before the weather

Took a turn for the worse

And all the while

The overcoat

Kept you warm

Whilst I was a valiant

Galahad.