here alone
while the cat complains it is still
dark
outside fresh snow feathers edges I
plug in
Christmas tree its mini lights glowing
the morning
all the presents wait underneath
for children
now adults memory stretches
back to
Santa days when house hardly contained
excitement
of three children finally able to
empty the
stockings and unwrap the dreams
come true
and I wonder what Christmas dreams
will come
true today as the day lightens and my
feathered
soul readies itself to hover one more
time and
catch the magic of family music and
savour
the aftertaste
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