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Praying for miracles
Every Christmas tree
begs me to stand in its shade
to feel the light of love
Each one a portal
to the warmest place
filled with happy faces
heartfelt gestures
a place I've never been
begs me to stand in its shade
to feel the light of love
Each one a portal
to the warmest place
filled with happy faces
heartfelt gestures
a place I've never been
Published 1st Jan 2019
Author's Note
Written for the expressionist Christmas poems competition. I just found out what expressionism is, one thinks one may like it.
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1st Jan 2019 2:13am
Notes of lonliness is palpable in this poem.
For some tis the season of sadness while others drown in the sounds of cheers.
For some tis the season of sadness while others drown in the sounds of cheers.
23rd Dec 2019 4:07am
This is heartbreaking and bitter. You portrayed this well. I'm sorry that you feel this way, and I hope you find happiness and peace this holiday season.
