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Nov 2018
Being alone has become a lifetime for me now.
So many years since I lost you my love.
My heart is frozen like the ice of winter.

I think she noticed me first
I am not sure.
But the ice started to melt.
The winter snow had drifted from eternity
Perhaps it had hidden there forever.
But now it sparkled in the snowflakes
with the dancing  light
of old  street lamps.

Perhaps that would have been enough once.
But the dinner at the old hotel
Had candles of red and green
to celebrate the season of goodwil
and to bring  new beginnings to all.

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 joyous season
They are left  frozen upon  the
face  of old Christmas past.

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

And yet she is here now.
not to replace you my love.
or take away what was once us.
All she ask, is to take what is
left of me for the future.
And shine its tarnished
glow like old silver.

In the festive restaurant.
Her smile is a cure for my sadness.
Her hand a guiding light to tomorrow.
Her heart is glowing like
the yulelog in the fireplace.

Then from the candlelight,
the final cure of my sadness.
The one I waited for an eternity
The ghost of Christmas future
Was in the candlelight that danced
Inside her beautiful eyes.
Ahh,
Life is not meant to be spent alone.

Jude
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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   Yann and Colm
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