Caren Krutsinger Poet Shape

1960 Bubble Lights

Star
                                     Shiny Tinsel
                                  Laughter sounds 
                              Nirvana of Christmas 
                         Grandma's house with cousins
                       Chasing and frolicking, glad to laugh
                  Gingerbread and cinnamon wafting around 
            Nirvana pure and simple, Christmas of my childhood
       Amazingly beautiful bubble lights at Grandma’s are magical.
     Drawing me like a Luna moth as their bubbles gurgled and floated. 
   Seeming to be brand new each Christmas, magical, mystical, and fresh. 
                                        sweet
                                        lovely
                                        pure 
                                       delight
                                     in Jesus's
                                       honor

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