A Glow at Christmas

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Embers in the fireplace
pay their last flames
before cashing out
and closing down.
Around the room,
decorations flicker
with reflected light.

You and I on the couch
make a pleasant tangle,
gray kitten perched atop,
watching the fire’s last dance.

Or, rather, I am.
You and the kitten
are sound asleep.
My thoughts are slipping
into bemused fuzziness;
I’m not long behind you.

Climbing into my thoughts
like another kitten,
our past softly settles
among my reflections,
patting at my memories.

If all I ever did
and all I ever was
only brought me here;
it was worth it.
Merry Christmas, babe.

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I have just learned today (12/12/19 at 3:00 PM EST) that this poem and Living Room Noel (also posted here) are being printed in our local newspaper!

4 comments

  1. Thank you Sarah. I am not sure if I ever posted this on the original Peaceful Pub. If I did, it was an early post.

    There is a bit of story behind this; the language in the first verse is set up that way because my wife was a cashier at a Midwest retail store chain. Also, we never had a fireplace, but the literature we received when we bought our home – or rather, the lot on which our home was built – contained a line about “relaxing in front of the suggested fireplace.” That became a running joke through the years, and so in this poem we had our fireplace.

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  2. Hi Michael

    Beautiful poem with cherished memories of Christmas and the love and holiday beauty that still lingers. I enjoyed this poem and especially liked the lines —

    Climbing into my thoughts
    like another kitten,
    our past softly settles
    among my reflections,
    patting at my memories.

    You allow the reader to feel the fondness of those memories and the intimacy of that moment.

    So nicely done!
    Thanks for sharing,
    Wendy

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  3. Thank you Wendy. It must be easier to write well about Christmas and its memories; at least it has always seemed so to me. Perhaps that’s because I have so many good Christmas memories upon which to draw.

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