Mid December
Sun setting so early,
meteor showers in the moonless night,
cars with trees tied on their tops,
butternut squash roasting in the oven,
parties to attend on the weekend,
cookies to make and presents to mail,
cards to create and address,
quiet evenings reading fireside,
walks in the crisp air, gloves on,
to-do lists bulging, checking things off,
twinkle lights in promenade
down the street,
bright holly berries
and strategic mistletoe,
harmonizing to nostalgic carols,
candles in our windows,
wondering about snow,
chocolate truffles galore,
getting ready,
preparing,
patiently waiting,
for families to come together,
for the world to pivot back to the light,
for the hope of the world to be born.
by Polly Castor
12/14/23
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3 Comments
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Lovely
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Love the traditions your poem captures.
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You perfectly captured this time of year. Love the poem and the photos you chose to accompany it. You never cease to amaze me.
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