Petri at his Wreath

By Sandy Lender

 

Some bright bauble round

Reflects your eyes’ perfect shine

Excited for Christmas day

And the wreath with which you play

Darting through the opening

Dancing, squeaking, fluttering

A glance to me then swing back through

Beads of red in strings of green

The loveliest thing I’ve ever seen

Is you

Excited on Christmas day