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'TIS THE SEASON

for many

Christmas is a time of traditions

tree decorating

lights

gift exchanges

caroling

candles

family dinners

where planning all the above

is half the fun

and caring for one another

is proof of the pudding

(razzleberry dressing)

 

for some

traditions go on

skewed and miscued

existence shattered

heartbeats shuttered

life just holding on

but the world keeps spinning

albeit upside down

 

inconsequential, random memories

trigger teardrops

bird sightings and dragonflies

stir yearnings

both measures of comfort

and reminders of unbearable loss

proverbial double edged swords

 

time doesn't heal

but it moves on

doors close

windows open

and dreams show the way

for new beginnings

every year lights a new candle

of hope

 

so

Merry Christmas!

Happy Holidays!

and Happy New Year!

'Tis the season of change

 

 

Del Maximo

©12/22/2019

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