Joy Goes and Listens
A wreaths forever communication with you

You can see it,
and a warmth
circles around you,
as you notice more and more
hanging on every window
and lighting up every door.
Just like the holiday cheer,
there can never be too much,
and whether the weather
is hazy and snowy,
ice crystal-clear,
or anything in between,
the eternity of this loop
makes the Christmas holiday
feel everlasting like a dream.
The stars shine bright,
then the sun rises,
carrying with it,
the quietness of the night.
For everywhere you travel,
you find joy
in the different shapes, sounds,
lights and colors,
of decorations all around.
Yet there is one infinite symbol
that ties the holiday spirit
together like a ring.
In awe,
you see your neighbors,
a house so welcoming.
That wreath looks at you,
and behind that door, window,
and even wall,
there is so much love
that you are able to bring.
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Mike Owczarek
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Comments (2)
Just like the holiday cheer, there could never be too much. Great poem. Well done!!
I liked the way you ended it