For the Humans

Promises kept are prejudices hidden,
Tucked away in a duffel bag,
Locked inside her antique armoire.

Little lies are bigger than greenhouse gases.
They pollute leaving no trace.
They may never have consequence.

This Christmas is only one day,
And we flourish and frolick.
And snow or no snow - I have made my amends.

I will not overcome the love I bear,
Like a single magnet harboring polar opposites,
Forever repelling, and always searching for an anchor.
On some refrigerator, in someone's home, to hold my picture, so you can remember.