Twinkling eyes, they smoothly look at the Christmas tree.
Tenderly sketching the ornament that is adored by me.
Reaching out to the lights all around.
I hear music playing in the background.
Smooth shiny glowing balls.
She gently placed it for fear of falls.
I am warmly engaged at the twinkling star.
I shut my eyes, thinking of those from afar.
I am finishing my artistic sketch and ready to frame.
Smoothly, I don't feel the same.
Looking up, I touch the tree.
Sentiments of love surround me.
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About the Creator
Cathy Deslippe
Catherine Deslippe
At the age of 7, I became an author. I am an international writer with many authors; all royalties went to cancer patients without insurance. I used to write to cope, but now I write to bring others hope.
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Comments (1)
Awww, such a wonderful poem full of happy vibes! I loved it!