Holiday View

Along the line that I can see
Stand living, leafless trees,
Rows of houses, yards of yellow,
Lacking the white of snow.

Behind me, this house is busy
With all who have gathered;
Speaking loudly, loving warmly,
Cherishing what mattered.

As the sun hung low in the sky,
Temperature still high,
I began to think fall remained,
And then I felt the rain.

I knew that on this winter day,
Our hearts warmed nature true
With the love and thanks we would say;
’Twas my holiday view.


About C. Feallsanach

I am philosopher at heart. I am bursting with ideas and inquisitions. Reality exists in the blurred expanse betwixt the lines of black and white for me. I am far from traditional. Though, I fall far from the vocation of sage, I thirst for all edifying wisdom. My life's mission is to aid, support, and (when possible) facilitate the advancement, evolution, and development of humankind and civilization. I always welcome stimulating dialogue.
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