Not Home for the Holidays

Children tearing up, waving good-bye
Forever holding the memory
Of a little orange child proof car
Leaving. Taking half of their history with

Christmas morning isn’t the same,
It’s turned to masks and rotten old candy,
Halloween-Christmas style.
Giving children razor blade apples.


Peace and quiet in the house:
Pins dropping heard across the 2 acres
one room to another
(The house finally at sleep!)Decades later

little orange child proof car
Returns, back with more history.
A war at most between blood.