Longest Night



This longest night
come stay with me
I’ll meet you near the trees
out back

You always visit
in a dream
a soft sweet kiss
and then away

Consider this an invite
so fitting for the longest night
expected with the evening star
feel free to come just as you are

A solstice fire, a barren field
makes sure that you can find the way
I’ve dried the wood and kindling
hoping that this night you’ll stay

Look for me on the pretty blue rock
revolving ‘round the yellow star
See the fire in the yard
know that I’m expecting you

Dinner with a glass or two
Christmas like we used to do;
The children will be here next day
Of course I know; you cannot stay.

I’ll keep the fire burning bright
‘till dawning of the morning light;
I’ll build the fire just for you
this longest night; to see me through




About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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3 Responses to Longest Night

  1. beetleypete says:

    A real longing and sadness in this one, Frank. Good stuff indeed.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. cindy knoke says:

    Beautiful poem & I love Sarah~

    Liked by 1 person

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