THE Ghost OF Christmas Future..
A Romantic Poem OF Renewal
At  Chistmas
by Jude kyrie

*The winter fell from eternity that year.
Perhaps it had hidden there forever.
But now it filled snowflakes with the light
of old  street lamps.

Perhaps that would have been enough once.
But the dinner at the hotel
Had candles red and green to celebrate
the season of goodwill to man.

The loss of  a Christmas past can
fall like the snowflakes..
Hardly noticeable at first.
Then a dusting falling onto the face
living as  frozen tears

Put away in the freezer of time.
The ice crystals cannot
live in the warmth of this season
They are frozen as cold as ice.
Upon  the cheeks of old Christmas past.

Misty memories come alive
Wounds open again and blood flows.
The hurt returns.
They say  time is the healer
It patches the wounds.

But scars live forever.
And she is here now.
not to replace her
or take away what she was.
but to take what is
left of me
and shine it like old silver.

in the festive restaurant.
Her smile a cure for sadness.
Her hand a guiding light
Her heart glowing
like the yulelog in thefireplace

Then from the candlelight,
the cure
The one waited for In an eternity of sadness.
The future ghost of Christmas
Was in the candlelight that danced
Inside her beautiful eyes