Long Poems About Billy Collins

( after Billy Collins)

 
 
He shows up from out of nowhere,
of dazzling blue once the storm passes by.
Approaches with a smile, eyes of crescent moon,
offering a hand of strength and of mirth,
as honest labor of brotherly love.
 
I could be overthinking an uncommon sight
added to an otherwise common act.
 
Besides, there’s nothing out of place  
when it comes to Winter at this time of year,
with my neighborhood inundated in white powder.
And I don’t question his abbreviated attire,
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