A Christmas Poem

I Prefer to Remember

I prefer to remember
that morning,

sun burnishing trees,
wreath of light
about your head,

your face a Christmas
I had not seen
since before we went to war.

 

Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt

from Poems from the Battlefield, copyright 2011

 

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