
Holding fragments of time,
Wishing them bright and whole,
Carolling the immaculate snow,
In Christmas memories,
On frozen silent waves
And bursting happy melodies,
Of childhood whispered
Through last silver snowflakes,
And apples baking
Under the sacred fireplace,
Dancing flames of time,
Shimmering inward,
Warming the heart of memories
Rejoiced and turned skyward.
© Cristina Miller 2010 - 2011
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