It looks to be a Christmas
warm enough for hiking.
We will kick up the leaves,
decide which fellow travelers we greet
With a ‘Happy Holidays’ and which we
greet with a ‘Merry Christmas”
And because this year is different
from all other years, we will peak
inside each and every house to see
which ones light their candles
despite the lack of oil. Despite
the lack of snow, we will still
light our own candles in the deep
of a warm winter’s night, proclaiming
both a myth and reality; a belief
and a certainty.
And certainly, I will remember the
gifts of this season, a trail
open for bonus days, stockings
that keep my boots from chaffing my
feet, and a sunset that staves off
the darkness just an hour more.