Ancient Hymn
Cool mornings give way
To weekend hikes with old friends
In warm afternoons
With a few hawthorns blooming
At the entrance to the park
Two lovers hold hands
And dream of hours together
And a long future
***
The fountain at the courthouse
Is turned off to save water
The heat of the day
Continues into evening
Though the sky is clear
A comet, for a few nights,
Appears on the horizon
***
While at the zenith,
In the cool October air,
The half-full waxing moon
Lighting the deserted walk
That meanders through the park
Several flashlights
As policemen scan the grounds
For possible clues
***
The snowfall accumulates
(A world without rough edges)
On the Christmas trees,
For Sale at the Used Car Lot,
Many-colored lights
Dad sings to his son a hymn,
A song that's ancient and new
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