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Holiday Reflections

By Dana CrandellPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
Runner-Up in Holiday Reflections in Verse Challenge
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When the late November snow

Wraps all in sparkling white

And the streets begin to glow

With multicolored light,

~

There's a glow that starts within

My tired, old heart, as well,

Warming, like a friendly grin

Or homemade caramel.

~

My mind returns to Grandma's

And sledding on the hill

How, before the meal, we'd pause

To give thanks for His will.

~

And the days of Christmas past

With family and friends

Learning how the gifts that last

Come from the time one spends

~

Just sharing joy with loved ones

And giving of ourselves,

Laughing at an uncle's puns

Or hiding elves on shelves,

~

Sampling Mom's best recipes

Prepared by her grandson,

Hide and seek or shopping sprees,

Or going for a run.

~

Simple things that we can share

For just a little while,

Leave impressions, sweet and rare

That later, bring a smile.

~

And that smile becomes the glow

That warms us to the core

When the Season comes, although

We're not close anymore.

~

Though the warmth that fills my heart

May make me shed a tear,

With its magic, I can start

The Holidays, this year.

~

Ready for the cold and snow,

The madness and the fun,

The lights, the food, the whole show,

Everything, everyone.

~

So, freed of all resentment,

I blink to clear the haze

And wish you warmth, contentment

And Happy Holidays!

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About the Creator

Dana Crandell

Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.

Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist

My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity

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    Written by Dana Crandell