The Angel's Epiphany

We need others, even if we think we don’t. -Michelle Liew

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Atop the tree, in glorious grace

I hold it dear, the honored place

Feathered wings gleaming, I now see clear

The festive world, so far, yet near.

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“Look at these frills,” I loudly muse

“Those gaudy baubles, all confused

Their glitter fades, their sheen wanes,

While mine goes on, eternal stays.”

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The presents rest, under the tree,

The family gathers, laughs with glee

Each bauble, they now touch with care

Recall the times of joy they shared

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A cut tassel, and tangled lights,

An old toy soldier brings delight

Their laughs resound, my glow now dims

As tears appear now on my wings.

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As darkness falls, the trees lights fade

My lofty throne on top now swayed

“Where are the trinkets?” I faintly call

Without their lift, I might now fall!”

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The decorations, unified,

Now fix the bulbs, the night aligned

When new light dawns, I truly see

That their shine reflects on me.

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My pride now gone, my wings humbled

I dress the tree, without a grumble

The lesson I learned, my heart’s new guide

All as one, the yule’s revived.