Lights
A Holiday Poem I Wrote A Couple Years Back
Lights
Come spark of procured hope, and Light
Open those lovely arms
And take us inside…
It is that warm, cold time of year…
Where moments come…
Then disappear
Imagine if you will, A time of past…
Where good things come
And good things last…
Dance oh storm
I know you’re here…
Your breath rests softly, upon my ear…
I’m glad you’re here with me now…
I take your hand
Of this…
I’m glad
DarkJade-
PICTURE CREDIT –Red Micro
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