Erika Koenig-Workman

South Fraser Child


The night full of light stirs cold air unto

winter set before ground now frozen


Deadlines loom heavy for

coal   vapour   oil


Christmas


South Fraser shores call out to

the once fair child named


Richmond


Where are you oh child of the Fraser

where have you gone


Your freshness left me some time ago 

Your figure now lithe and lovely


I knew you once so long ago

will you not stay with me


I am lonely without you