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One January Night

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One January Night

She can't blame the season for her tears
Aloneness was not loneliness in December
When the season passed so quickly in disguise
Of twinkling lights and toasts remembered

Alone, but never lonely in the unforgettable place
Of crowds, and smiles, and friendliness that has gone away
Now, in the utter dark, she cries without a face
And closes the curtains on another winter's day

Sheltering her candle, from where the draft still blows
The wind is not the only foe that makes demands
She feels the sting of tears that bloom and grow
Like the hot wax that is spattered upon her hand

Waiting many hours by the phone
No voice to warm, to keep away the cold
A meal to fix...for one alone...
A radio plays softly,...the melody is old

She can't blame the onions for her eyes, for she remembers
Other times when aloneness was not loneliness in December

For Paula's contest  "Tears"

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  1. Date: 12/18/2010 7:33:00 PM
    Many congratulations dear Carrie for this terrific win.

  1. Date: 12/17/2010 2:41:00 PM
    Congratulations on your victory!!! luv Michael

  1. Date: 12/17/2010 11:57:00 AM
    Congratulations on your high placement in the contest, Carrie! So happy for you. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 12/14/2010 3:30:00 PM
    those darned onions....what can we do?

  1. Date: 12/14/2010 3:52:00 AM
    Very light hearted and frolicsome write on tears, Good luck in the contest, carrie

  1. Date: 12/13/2010 6:51:00 PM
    The January letdown after lonely holidays can bring stinging pain, Carrie. Indeed, I've shed such tears myself. Your image of her protecting the candle from the draft only to have her hands stung by tears instead of the flame's fire is quite compelling. And I love the way the final couplet ties in with the first two lines. Best wishes in the contest with this amazing poem. Love, Carolyn