Step

Under the
Warm covers
At Christmas time
In the middle of the
Night I hear your step
Softly in the dark waking
Listening if all is right I strain
Not to make a sound even my
Heart seems too loud trying
To hear your next footfall
In the hall but silence
Only hangs in the
Air reaching out
I feel your still
Warm pillow
Feel things
Are fine
Drift to
Sleep
As
Visions
Of kachinas
Dance in my head.