Believer Poem by Donal Mahoney
Believer
The older he gets
the darker the bedroom
and the brighter the light
streaming under the door
when he wakes up again
in the middle of the night
with pain and thinks about
what's on the other side.
Far better than the gifts piled
under his parents' Christmas tree
when he was a boy laughing down
three flights of stairs to see.
Saturday, September 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas,god,old age
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