noel

noel

I should write of snow
and winding valleys,
roads to reunions
and pleasures hidden
until dawn.

instead I wander
through dreams
that once wandered
through me.

there was the sled
I wanted so,
and the little rifle
that never shot pellets.

I had a cowboy hat,
though.
I was a cowboy once.

I should write of covenants
and feasts,
lights and singing.
midnights.

yet one year
I knew
how to be a cowboy
with just a hat.

just a hat.