Holiday Ashes

On Christmas evening

Sitting in shattered silence

Among the gray remains

Of a vibrant, happy, home

Longing for that bygone joy.


Bitter is the bite,

The pungent, ashen, odor

Clouding memories.


Is there some small thing,

A word, phrase, a memory,

Some hopeful spark

To rekindle lost color,

Illuminate this dolor?

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