Trying To Reflect Your Beauty Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Stay for awhile: the angels are making
Peace over the canal,
And maybe it is Christmas- there is
A new lawnmower in the neighbor’s
Yard,
But their little girls have gone forever,
And your children are at home-
These new words I say of you to noone
You will never know-
I will say them to the emptied yards
After all of the heavens have come out again,
Trying to reflect your beauty-
After you have forgotten all of this
Romance and gone indoors.