You catch my eye
Like the candle flame
Fluttering before it dies
Beautiful and frail.
I reach out for you
Your skin feels like sun beams
I burn my finger tips in longing.
In your smile
I see the truths lined up
Like fir trees
Waiting to be picked up
To a joyful Christmas home.
December 2016
Stories and Anecdotes by Sharron Little Burnett
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