Strings of white lights Strung all around Soft petaled snowflakes Falling to the ground Joyous carolers Spreading musical cheer Everyone reminiscing About another great year Wide-eyed children Gathered round each tree Meeting with Santa And sitting on his knee Secret mistletoe kisses In candlelit rooms Red poinsettias Never failing to bloom Warm eggnog cocktails And bobble-filled wreaths Celebrating a season Full of many beliefs Garland draped windows With snowy white scenes These are the memories From our childhood dreams
*I’ve decided to start doing more drawings to go with my poems. I don’t draw nearly enough and I feel like my skills need improving. So… I am going to do a weekly drawing and write a poem to go with each one. I guess by deciding this, I’m sort of starting my New Years resolutions early, What do y’all think? Any other ideas for how I can improve my drawing skills while still keeping up with my poetry? ~M
A sliver of sunlight was all he had as he sat on the cold, stone floor. But the warmth of that thin ray was all he really needed to recall that last day with her. Cowering in the corner of the scanty room, he closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift to her. She was the only comforting thought he had now, and his memory carried him to the last place they’d been before the world turned upside down.
They’d been sitting in a sunny field surrounded by wildflowers; she’d woven daisies into the shape of a crown and placed the arrangement atop his head. He could still remember the playful look she’d given him as she proudly crowned him king of her heart. Then, in turn, he’d reached down to pluck a dainty flower that was nearly in full bloom and tucked it gently behind her ear. The gesture caused her to giggle, and that sweet melody was a song he’d held onto ever since.