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ASHES FALLING LIKE SNOWFLAKES
And once
Upon a merry Christmas
A tree adorned at midnight
With lights
Twinkling upon the tinsel
And gifts wrapped in bows beneath
beneath
b e n e a t h
b e n e a t h
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
Each Eve
One ornament is entombed
In a mistletoe graveyard
Decay
The memories in whiskey
Soaked nightmares gifted to me
to me
t o m e
t o m e
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
All of the presents
all of the presents
I burned them
just to have you back
Tonight
The house is stinking with pine
Burning away at Yuletide
I sit
Surrounded by the fire
Of candlelight haunting me
haunting
h a u n t I n g
h a u n t i n g
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
Upon a merry Christmas
A tree adorned at midnight
With lights
Twinkling upon the tinsel
And gifts wrapped in bows beneath
beneath
b e n e a t h
b e n e a t h
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
Each Eve
One ornament is entombed
In a mistletoe graveyard
Decay
The memories in whiskey
Soaked nightmares gifted to me
to me
t o m e
t o m e
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
All of the presents
all of the presents
I burned them
just to have you back
Tonight
The house is stinking with pine
Burning away at Yuletide
I sit
Surrounded by the fire
Of candlelight haunting me
haunting
h a u n t I n g
h a u n t i n g
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
Published 24th Dec 2024
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©2024 Frank Green
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25th Dec 2024 8:21am
Hello,
This really adds up to a winterly atmosphere and brings back old tales. Some haunting tales woven around winters breath in a ghostly mist. I am reminded of some older more classical writers. A true gothic write! Inspiring!
Thank you for sharing, greetings
Rianne
This really adds up to a winterly atmosphere and brings back old tales. Some haunting tales woven around winters breath in a ghostly mist. I am reminded of some older more classical writers. A true gothic write! Inspiring!
Thank you for sharing, greetings
Rianne
