Donald Peeples

The Star

The scene: a small town; Anywhere, U.S.A. in a cottage small and neat
She sits rocking and sewing, a kitten curled up at her feet.
The warm glow of the open fireplace sends shadows dancing 'cross the walls
Reflecting like rainbows out of space from her Christmas tree's colored balls.
Tinsel adds its sparkling magic, to the multi-colored sight
Shimmering as if alive, in the stillness of the night.
The crackling of the burning fire is the only sound she hears
Save for the ticking mantle clock, that has marked the time for years.
She stops her rocking, lets her ...