Husband Poem

Poem Remembering A Kidlike Moment

A woman remembers a special night with her husband.

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© Angela Cirocco

Published on February 2006

A Memory

I place a snowball Chrysanthemum
in a clear vase, pour water-

I stand back and remember
a star studded night.
Kids asleep, my husband and I
sneak out at 2:00 a.m.

A huge drop cloth of snow sifting
through angels' fingers drift,
flouring snow over
hedges, telephone poles,
pitched roofs of Victorian houses.
A city glistened in white excitement.
We laugh and
throw snowballs.

Kids again
until
snow sneaks in gloves,
bites you cold,
and scarves' fringes dangle ice.
Time to come in,
peek at the kids,
and warm each other.

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