A Poem by Michael H. Brownstein

This New Years–
let your dreams blossom into color,
let their perfume waft into your essence.
Now–
wake up, child.
You are much older now.
Open your window.
Let the sunshine in.
Let its warmth form your smile.
Let its light welcome you home.

A Poem by Michael H. Brownstein

No snow came that winter,
the brutal blizzard winds didn’t arrive,
we stepped outside in shorts and sweaters,
kept the heat turned off.
Two weeks before Christmas,
we wondered how Santa would park his sleigh,
didn’t know he was busy in the North Pole
not with gifts for the world,
but hope and prayer.
A week before Christmas, 2023,
a glow covered the planet touching everyone,
and he came early with a message of love–
when we woke the children were different–
they volunteered to help the homeless,
brought wonder and joy to hospitalized children,
fully funded UNICEF–
and the big block stores offered free-to-all days,
billionaires gave away their money
(we, too, can live on change.)–
Russia left the Ukraine with a parade of peace,
Israel partitioned their soil
and made a nation for the Palestinians,
and the war in Central Africa no one talked about,
whispered away into a vast silence.
Today, December 25, 3023, a thousand years later,
we celebrate the Great Christmas in history,
a world holiday, the Victory of Christmas, 2023.

Because this may be important–A Collection by Michael H. Brownstein

Dear reader,

We’re doing something a bit different for the next few weeks–we’re reprinting Michael H. Brownstein’s book. Please note: this is not the opinion of A Day’s Encounter. We felt that in order for all voices to be heard in the present war, this book written a decade ago has a very strong poetic message and we felt it was worth putting up on our site.

Thank you.

Lennie Cox

Here is the link:

https://booksonblog35.blogspot.com/