Poetically Broken
And Rebuilt
Paper laced snowflakes
Cut up into strips
Eggnog and fruitcakes
Sweet mistletoe kisses
Green and blue flickering lights
Hot chocolate fireside sips
It’s Christmas Eve night
No matter what day it is
In each moment I relive it
Where the heart meets the head
Finding home in those moments
As I crawl into bed
That moment the clock strikes
Reigniting the flame
And that old fire ignites
At the sound of your name
Shattering the silence that lingers
Like the glass in the pane
Resetting the triggers
Stirring the past up again
As soft and unique
As the snow drifting by
Until the next time we meet
On the other side of the sky
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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