Come the Day ...

Old folks weep with joy

as bright lanterns  

burn in windows,

marching bands play

all parading through

riotous city streets,

all gaiety, happiness

& laughter,

bold children alongside

in sweet & delirious

dancing shuffle,

all red, green & gold

ribbons & flags

of deliberate

& riotous color,

flowers will adorn,

roses in bright bunches,

yellow daffodils from

fields so bright,

carnations, lilies & marigolds,

incandescent magnolias,

star-bright & fragrant

blooms & blossoms

of gathered offerings

& joyous gift,

lone wolves will pack

& cry into the nighttime

vibrating wilderness,

great eagles will gather

above great tall trees

screaming aloud

their existence

this blessed

morn,

sons & daughters

will proclaim the day,

all finery, jeweled & golden,

arms dancing aloft

strong, handsome &

proudly adorned

this sweet

sweet eve.

Come the day,

Oh Come the day.