FOR ANNE IN SACRAMENTO, NEW YEAR’S EVE, 2020
After-images dissolving in snow-melt
assisted by salt guaranteed to break up
drive-way concrete, this year,
but for joined hands
of your mother and father
together after 62 years, restored
by your eyes arrive yesterday,
saying, Send my card to California.
I send you Karen’s quilts wrapping
six grandchildren, Covid’s gift
of time to quarantined art.
Egyptian cotton threads
bind fabric in polarized winter.
A daughter shapes all that will be told.
New Year Blessings,
Jim & Karen
New year’s Eve.
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