Look at us
decorating little growing things
with colors and bells and lights
and gathering to sing to strangers
wearing green and red.
we share stories of kind souls
bunnies and jolly old men
though false, they give us hope
that we still have love
and what else is needed?
we embrace
stitching together our hearts
as one, love is made
memories to make
memories to save.
We are not so bad.
YOU ARE READING
From My Mind to Yours (2016)
Poetry"I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty". (Edgar Allen Poe)
