Thursday, January 21, 2016

Donal Mahoney- A Poem

After Christmas

You’re glad when 
the holidays are over  
and everyone’s gone home

and the ribbons and wrappings 
are balled up in the garbage.
Next year it won’t be a bother

after they drop the lid 
and six men wobble you out 
to the greensward where your

family cries as you’re lowered. 
Never again will you worry
about finding the right gift or

putting the right star on the tree
or getting folks to church on time.
But if He’s not waiting

to greet you on the other side
what will you do, pray tell,
about the one who is.

Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri.

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