Christmases Past

 

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Do you hear?. . . .

 

Lifetimes lived secreted
behind the woolly frames of memory.

We jog the frames
of Christmases past. . . .

Scents of

pine boughs and holly berries,
mince pies and cranberries.

Sounds of

apple crisp snow and
retorting icicles,
crackling fires and laughter.

And the sound of silence

as love stretches
through all dimensions
to encircle Thee and Me.

As real as tangible,
as the star beams
on the evergreen.

A promise. . . .given and kept.

Do you hear the angels?

4 Responses to Christmases Past

  1. Maria Wulf December 18, 2015 at 10:18 pm #

    Makes me smile to think of this.

  2. Veronica Hallissey December 21, 2015 at 12:13 am #

    Maria, I wish for all memories to be ultimately good. Thank you for your support and your comments.

  3. Lois December 21, 2015 at 4:35 pm #

    This is so beautiful Veronica. It engages the senses on every level…and the heart.

  4. Veronica Hallissey February 7, 2016 at 4:32 pm #

    Lois, And there is much that resonates well with us. And when it doesn’t, we must choose what does. And the sifting and sorting is what we do to grow. I appreciate your comments.

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