Day 13: River of Stones

In January, the mistletoe hangs
in the tops of tallest trees
as if on reprieve.

One more (for Friday 13:

The antidote to triskaidekaphobia: pack the car
for the weekend, fill the tank with gas, wrap
a stack of books just right for a baby just turned
one, drive six hours, jump out of the car
greeted by squeals and sticky hugs and kisses.
Be sure to add liberal doses of cake and ice cream.