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Snow Globe

It seems like forever ago
That I jumped for joy at the first snow
The billowy mounds shining low
Glistening like diamonds on paved roads

As pure as a small child's heart
All that's evil, still in the dark

Making forts and angels and setting up the tree
Wearing so many layers that I couldn't breathe
Sleepless nights, waiting for Santa on Christmas Eve
How I long for that child, so innocent and free

A time when smiles weren't forced
No desires of anything more

Clinging to my childhood
And fogging up the glass
Looking through this snow globe
That resides old winters passed
Just a shake and a smile breaks free
I'm gazing in, but I'll never be inside...
My younger self stares back, scared of what he sees
Melting are the angels I've left behind

I'm cuddled in the blankets
Listening to 'Let It Snow'
But it makes no difference
It's out of my control

I'll put on a face, like I do
This gingerbread cookie
Gumdrop clothes to cover up
A hole where my heart should be

Walking through dirty streets
That look pretty in white
Bearing a blue and battered heart
That's hard to hide, the snow's too bright

The wife took the kids
Right when I thought things were good
I guess it's my fault
But I did the best I could

My present world is torn asunder
The past isn't real, but it feels better

Clinging to my childhood
And fogging up the glass
Looking through this snow globe
That resides old winters passed
Just a shake and a smile breaks free 
I'm gazing in, but I'll never be inside...
My younger self stares back, scared of what he sees
Melting are the angels I've left behind

I bought myself a snow globe
The house inside
Looked just like mine
As it took me back to better days
Where all you could hear was that simple phrase

I needed something I could hold
To take me someplace else
Maybe help me find myself
Home feels the same
It's me that's changed



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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 4/21/2013 5:42:00 PM

I hope this picture never becomes you. I hope that your life and future wife are the embodiment of all your dreams. We can choose to hold onto the younger part of ourselves that is pure and innocent and allows us to laugh with abandon. Some who are young are born old and some who are old stay forever young. I wish for you to be the latter. Your eternal curiosity will help you in this quest.

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/22/2013 8:23:00 AM

Rick... that is one of the most sincere and touching comments I've ever received. As I've mentioned below, Christmas holds a lot of memories for me... but each year it seems the holiday doesn't last as long. For the most part I'm a very optimistic person, but I was thinking about all the people that don't view Christmas as being jolly... but instead makes them feel sad when they are one of the few people that DON'T feel happy.

Black Eyed Susan

Date: 4/21/2013 1:42:00 PM

lovely nostalgia mixed with sadness of the present...great use of the snow globe for symbolizing home and happier times and how you want to find happiness again... good luck in the contest :)

Timothy Hicks
Date: 4/22/2013 7:15:00 AM

Thank you Susan! Christmas is a very nostalgic time for and I wanted to write about it without the typical "holly jolly" theme.