Janice Windle

(seasonal Poems) Christmas Decorations - Poem by Janice Windle

Baby no longer, you reach
to place on the green bough
this little satin cushion -
it has for me such power.
(“Baby’s First Christmas”
the embroidery celebrates) .

We hang the tinkling globes
the ribbons and the bells of glass
inherited from grandparents
and, look, the cardboard stars
you glued and glittered long ago:
for decades they’ve survived:
fragile relics lovingly repacked
each January; each December
the past unwrapped, revived.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 13, 2010

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