In December The Flying Carpet
hovered over Santa Fe
to revel in Holy Days
the waning light in the disappearing afternoon
Jake’s farolitos light the way
Zack’s ikebana Chistmas Tree floats above the gifts
Dr. Furoshiki’s wrapping fanaticism astounds himself
(perhaps no one else)
and we move with requisite glitz
into the New Year
to revel in Holy Days
the waning light in the disappearing afternoon
Grandma’s menorah shines in the window for the world to see
Zack’s ikebana Chistmas Tree floats above the gifts
Dr. Furoshiki’s wrapping fanaticism astounds himself
(perhaps no one else)
and we move with requisite glitz
into the New Year
