Accustomed
And Customs
This season can catch me by surprise
As tinsel tears fill up my eyes
Unwrapping thoughts of past goodbyes
Adorning the tree with ties that bind
I’ve grown accustomed to it now
Like breathing in and breathing out
Memories that time forgets
Put out like a cigarette
Poured everything that made me smile
Into someone who stole my pride
Changing the way I saw my life
While stars light up the midnight sky
Some hearts were made to be alone
Some silent numbers on my phone
The moon still pulls hope, magically
Restoring the fire inside of me
The tides of life still ebb and flow
Healing the heart and letting go
The holidays stir spirits around
Reflecting shadows on the ground
Cause time reveals the truths denied
Into the quiet, silent night
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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