Who isn’t at moments sappy around Christmas?
Candle in the Window
Candle in the window
Flirts with moonlit shadows beyond the glass
Colorful box beneath the tree
Bulges with love between you and me
From David’s star to shaved soaking trunk
This pole of limbs, needles, and evergreen scent
Flickering Lights of red, blue, yellow, and green
Ornaments jangle to family history
Sparkling lights mesmerize
Memories of innocence lost
pass through wormholes of time
Pages of this book turn themselves
On the Eve at this hour
Rich with meaning and hope
After tomorrow
Diminishingly so
Our young are not
Old is not dead
The candle in the window
For all our worlds to see
Furtively winks at me
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