Happy Holidays 3

Roy Herndon Smith, December 23, 2017

Oops, Father, You tripped
over pups that scampered out
from under tables.

Your body, now cake,
breaks, and Your blood, now wine, spills.
The pups scarf You down.

Their barks magnify
the glory of smooching souls,
brides with brides, grooms, grooms.