<h2><SPAN name="chap38"></SPAN>WREATHS</h2>
<p class="poem">
Red wreaths<br/>
Hang in my neighbor’s window,<br/>
Green wreaths in my own.<br/>
On this day I lost my husband.<br/>
On this day you lost your boy.<br/>
On this day<br/>
Christ was born.<br/>
Red wreaths,<br/>
Green wreaths<br/>
Hang in Our Windows<br/>
Red for a bleeding heart,<br/>
Green for grave grass.<br/>
Mary, mother of Jesus,<br/>
Look down and comfort us.<br/>
You too knew passion;<br/>
You too knew pain.<br/>
Comfort us,<br/>
Who are not brides of God,<br/>
Nor bore God.<br/>
On Christmas day<br/>
Hang wreaths,<br/>
Red for new pain.<br/>
Green for spent passion.<br/></p>
<p class="left">
CAROLYN HILLMAN</p>
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