If you could bundle up
Every moment
Every memory
Of comfort
Safety
Of knowing
That everything
Is going to be okay
My thoughts return to that night
On a flight
From LAX to BOS
As Christmas lights shimmered below
Cities full of promise
Aglow with my dreams

Charged with excitement
Wonder
And Happiness
I leaned
Exhausted
On my mother’s shoulder
Fireflies danced
At the window
And I drifted off
Never so peacefully
And never again
As in that night
On the arm of my mother
On the road to Boston

Ezy Reading is out every month.