New Year's Eve
Dear Maria,
New Years Eve
We were apart
I felt the cold ache creeping in, as it so often does,
And I was scared that you were feeling the same
And the tears threatened to spill
But you asked if we could FaceTime around midnight
And then we kissed our cameras when the years changed,
And I felt okay,
And I hoped you felt okay too.
Kelly
This poem is about:
My family