The winter air would sparkle, with a hint of sweet and cold,
And then the carolers would come, their stories yet untold.
The chill of winter’s embrace, with a touch of frost and cheer,
The carolers’ joyous melodies, spreading far and near.
With jingle bells and laughter, they'd fill our hearts with glee,
And Santa Claus, the jolly one, as happy as could be.
Their songs, a symphony of joy, their smiles, a beacon of light,
Illuminate the winter’s dark, a truly wondrous sight.
They'd dance and sing and make us laugh, with voices clear and bright,
And little me would watch in awe, a magical winter night.
When they'd at last go on their way, my heart would pound with speed,
To find the Christmas tree and see what gifts it would indeed.
With trembling hands, I'd search among branches green and bright,
For treasures that old Santa brought, to fill my soul with light.
The magic of this winter night, fills my heart with glee,
The happiest kid in all the world, that’s who I’m meant to be.
Each gift a story waiting to unfold, a joy yet to be told,
In this wondrous season of giving, my spirit truly bold.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts7 days ago in Longevity
Comments (4)
What a perfect Christmas vision. Great work.
Woah! This poem jingles with pure holiday magic! Carolers, gifts, and that childlike joy—what’s not to love? A festive delight from start to finish!✨😊
Such a beautifully magical poem! ❄️✨ The joy, wonder, and warmth of the season shine through every word. It feels like stepping into a winter dream! 🎁✨
Wow! What an incredible poem! The rhyming is truly on another level! I especially liked the last two lines, they're my favorite in this poem! Great job! 💯✨