Anthology of Massachusetts Poets
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第35章 WREATHS

RED wreaths Hang in my neighbor's window, Green wreaths in my own.

On this day I lost my husband.

On this day you lost your boy.

On this day Christ was born.

Red wreaths, Green wreaths Hang in Our Windows Red for a bleeding heart, Green for grave grass.

Mary, mother of Jesus, Look down and comfort us.

You too knew passion;

You too knew pain.

Comfort us, Who are not brides of God, Nor bore God.

On Christmas day Hang wreaths, Red for new pain.

Green for spent passion.