Chetta Achara Poet Free verse

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For: Love Language of Yuletide Poetry Contest 

Sponsor: Nette Onclaud

December 15, 2025

Gifts

What is there left to say to me
that winter night does not already speak
with gifts of stars and moon,
pure white snow and wishes 
said upon those shooting stars?

Ah, you say, the gift of home
tucked in summer valley green
beside the babbling brook
speaking the language of love.

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Paula Goldsmith December 26, 2025 at 10:01 AM Back with Congratulations on your win. Your "Gifts" is a lovely write. I enjoyed reading this one again. Have A Very Blessed/Happy New Year 2026 writing away................... Chetta Achara December 26, 2025 at 10:40 AM Thank you.

Andrea Dietrich December 26, 2025 at 7:43 AM Love this, Chetta. Congrats for your win Chetta Achara December 26, 2025 at 10:40 AM Thank you.

sara Etgen-Baker December 16, 2025 at 4:33 PM such a 'pretty' poem, Cheeta. Delightful imagery and I like the image you included. Chetta Achara December 16, 2025 at 7:21 PM Thank you.

Daniel Henry Rodgers December 16, 2025 at 11:56 AM Hello Chetta, I loved how the closing image of home by the brook is tender and timeless, grounding the celestial in something deeply human. A beautiful seasonal meditation. Holiday Blessings, Dear Chetta, Daniel Chetta Achara December 16, 2025 at 12:10 PM Thank you.

Paula Goldsmith December 16, 2025 at 11:05 AM What a lovely write and pretty picture. Love Both...  "Good Luck"  Have a wonderful day writing away............. Chetta Achara December 16, 2025 at 11:21 AM Thank you.

Kim Rodrigues December 16, 2025 at 5:39 AM How lovely, Chetta! Home sweet home, so pretty; the stars light up your eyes! Chetta Achara December 16, 2025 at 9:07 AM Thank you.