It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
How much my love for you has cost me dear
For love I have surrendered loneliness
The choice of life bereft of cheer...
All the pounding banks and pockets take
Slowly ceases to sound
We chuck the last uneaten Christmas cake...
