Touching Decorations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Touching Decorations



Invitations of yesterday's images come unhesitantly
into realms of consciousness during Christmas season,
bringing along with them sadness over having lost
such good times in the past.
Tears fall as tinsel and lights sparkle with joy into
them as they slide down cheeks of sorrow.
Touching the beauty of decorations, filling eyesight
with them, feeling their presence deeply inside mind's
hearts and soul.

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