Merry Christmas, My Love

Bobbie Troy writes powerful poetry in Virginia. But you already know this because you've read her work (Soldier, Dear Diane). Bobbie's most recent bit of good news is her poem was just published in Word Salad's Haiku Ramblings (yay!). This poem is everything we've come to expect from Bobbie's poetry. The only thing to say by way of introduction is: I dare you to read it without getting goose bumps.

Merry Christmas, My Love
By Bobbie Troy

I look over my shoulder
and another year has passed
without you

I gently wipe the
newly fallen snow
from your grave

and whisper
into the cold morning air
Merry Christmas, My Love

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