Noël

Matching pajamas & nutcrackers here.
Gnomes & candles will pull from me a tear.

These twinkling lights & scent of the fir.
They show what was not; how holidays were.

Flashy boxes & bags; tokens of love.
Some bought, some made; packed beneath star above.

Meaningful memories strung thru the bows.
Convivial excitement; no one rows.

The big Eve & Morning creep closer still.
The pile grows fast like an ornament spill.

The earnestness hangover, always earned.
Literal & figurative Yule logs burned.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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