A Solitary Christmas
Where upon the ornament a mystery does grow,
who had brought this precious gem to find a home.
Graced upon the wintry pine a symbol of the season,
solitary for whatever may be the true reasons.
A beauty upon the white glimmer of snow,
a shimmering red to bring out the glow.
Within such a precious gem a story to be told,
where only the one who has hung this can tell,
if one were to find the time to look for the one,
who has touched the forest with this tender love.
One would say there is not much to be had,
a solitary ornament is all that is to bear,
none the less there is a great magic within.
What will grace the reflection upon such a surface,
imagination without restraint born through the warmth,
cascading the slide show of some holiday scene.
Watch the mystery that lies upon this snowy place,
where a red ornament has brought such a beauty to see,
how often would one see this outcast of some dream.
What wishes must lie within the fragile glass,
that has found it's place upon such a strong branch.
The season has cast so many reasons to care,
that one would took the time to dream upon this pallet,
with an artists hand a beautiful picture to remember,
how simple things might have been in the past,
that a regular ornament could make you glad.
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