Lights peering shyly
behind limbs
winking and
flirting
snap, crackle
Heat
pours from under
mantle
where stockings
hang
one, two, three
only the third
is missing this year
Just like last
A time for magic
the world stands
Still
as we catch our breath
and see
those that were there
all year
and we can say
“There you are!”
The lights paint
the night
in vivid tones
dancing
and the music
warms the heart
while hot cocoa, friends,
and family
warm the soul
Until
Once upon a midnight
Nearly
It all becomes
Turbulent
mixed and
confused
The magic
Fades
and seems
so fake
the closeness
and love aren’t
as strong
The lights
aren’t as bright
the friends
and family
aren’t as near
and laughing
has turned to
tears
Hot cocoa
in hand
and fire
by the side
and still the
warmth
has turned
Cold.
The music is
tinny
but bring tears
pooling and
spilling
the time of year
seems so wrong
for the songs
that are sung
Is it truly
that time of
year?
And if so,
where has
the year
gone?
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