poetry by The ArcAngel
@michaeldavid365965
1 year ago

Early Christmas


Like a gentle sight of a distanced star
My heart is warm
Like the cold air of a Christmas morning
My mind is clear
To Wonder in search for answers
Answers to that which makes no sense
The Pictures still not clear
That certain smell that takes me back to my childhood
Or this feeling that reminds me of her
I sit and Wonder .
I come here when nothing makes sense
But finds peace in not knowing
And sit in this empty house
With the memories of my kids
Staring at the glowing lights of my Christmas tree

#poetry

written by:
The ArcAngel

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