Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Who is Merry

Crescent moons
Blanket skies
Twinkling
Glistening
Crests of white
Gleaming
Stardust
Crystal lights
If I may
Have one wish
Undo you
Just the part
Where you left
My poor heart
I will sing
Deck the tree
Make merry
Pretend
Defend
Myself from
Hurt and glum
Surrounded
Grounded
With stuff to do
Keep me busy
Let me forget
I'm not whole yet
I'll have a blue
Day without you
But I'll bet
You've no regrets
And wonder if
Perhaps you are
Gazing upon
That very same star

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