Greetings From the Past


As I gazed at the tree that so greatly reflects the joy of Christmas,
Lights bright enough to burn,
I felt my eyes go out of focus, and I let them.
For those psychedelic colors brought me back
To what once was and what will never continue to be
But I welcomed the unknown, baring my heart on this Christmas Eve.

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