Christmas Eve
Her cards were all signed and sent.
She inhaled the rich, pine candle.
Fixed a birch branch that was bent.
Indeed, it was at a obtuse angle.
She recalled relatives now long gone.
Wishing their presence still lit the room.
Remembered and hummed old songs.
The family would be here, oh so soon.
The calico cat made a circle round her feet.
Her breath, sang of pure gratitude.
Sipping hot chocolate was such a treat.
She was a picture of holiday attitude.
No room for negativity on this night.
This colorful eve that came once a year.
She wheel-chaired herself with all her might.
To greet her family with love and cheer.
12-17-2021
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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