and settle on the heart.
Some joyous as the dawn of the morning
other opaque and elusive
as the chimneys of the houses
obscured by the fog of the evening.
How warm and waited
was the Christmas of my house
magical aria accompanied
the long days.
and endless glittering Glittering
illuminated soul
and dusk announced
one thousand rainbows in our thoughts.
ELIZABETH AVITABILE
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