On Cherries and Pits

"Sadness has a beauty that happiness consumes,
And fragility that penetrates the bones."

But your red and green of this Christmas scene
Carries me through the year celebrating
For red hair a shock of passion and serene
And green eyes bore through souls, knowing.

The pit of the cherry was lost in our grip
Now all solidarity mentions our whisp
Of a friendship, the sweet lullaby,
the task of our friendship is the dear soul's light.

Take our concerns and we'll hold them awhile,
But all of those sermons can't unfurrow our brow
From deep loss and understanding a deeper cost
For giving our dreams and losing our cause.