and so she strings christmas lights.
as he may not be here to see them if she
in pain, both in her body and in her heart,
she'll be climbing up here and there to
make those lights shine for him.
i think of the christmas lights i looked
at as i drove back and forth to the hospital
as my own dad lay dying.
funny....even when i was a kid those lights
were more than something pretty.
they were hope in the darkness.
i even felt it then.
i feel it way more now.
and the season begins.........