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Fragrant Snowbell: A Shrub with Scented Flowers that Make a Delicious  Cordial

Poetic Form: Rhyme

Snow Fantasy or Christmas Nostalgia Poetry Contest

Sponsor: Constance La France

Entry Submitted: 2025 December 01

Contest Judged: 2025 December 18

Contest Placement: 1st Place

Snowbells Sparkle

"Christmas is a necessity. There has to be at least one day of the year to remind us that we're here for something else besides ourselves,” ~ journalist Eric Severeid. A brittle snow slowly begins to fall, The silent night, a peaceful, quiet sound, The whispering of a faraway call, As faded memories come rushing round, Of all the wooden toys made on the ground, And all the festive magic was soon found. The scent of pine throughout the house would flow, A simple tree adorned with tinsel bright, The tinsel hung where watchers saw it glow, Beneath the twinkle of the gentle light, The world was painted silver, soft and white, A quiet wonder in the winter night. The cozy fire would crackle, warm and deep, While listeners wait for a sleigh up high, And drowsy eyelids struggled hard to keep, But drifted off while watching stars go by, A peaceful world beneath a silent sky, As Christmas evening passes with a sigh. Awaken to gifts that are piled up high, With ribbon red and wrapping paper bright, The joyous laughter of a time gone by, Oh, what a wondrous and amazing sight, A pure excitement, bringing such delight, The plain innocence of the Christmas light. Now years have passed, and moments turned to gray, But still the heart remembers a la carte, The simple magic of a single day, The love that is shared, deep within the heart, The purest memories that never part, A Christmas feeling, a nostalgic art.
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Alex Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 9:46 PM
"The love that is shared, deep within the heart, The purest memories that never part, A Christmas feeling, a nostalgic art." - Beautifully written. Congratulations!
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
December 21, 2025 at 3:59 AM
Thank you, my friend.
Goldsmith Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 12:29 PM
Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your powerful "Snowbells Sparkle" write. Great/Pretty Picture.... A wonderful ending. Have a blessed day with your win............
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
December 20, 2025 at 1:39 PM
Kind of you to say, my friend, Aloha.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
December 3, 2025 at 6:22 AM
oh, what a deep, reflective poem. I was teary-eyed as I finished reading it. I especially liked: Now years have passed, and moments turned to gray, But still the heart remembers a la carte, A heartwarming poem for sure. Love the quote at the beginning. Thank you for sharing these deeply touching words.
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
December 3, 2025 at 7:06 AM
A la carte popped into my head, trying to rhyme with heart, thank you.
Rodgers Avatar
December 2, 2025 at 7:19 AM
Hello HP, feels like opening a memory chest filled with warmth and wonder. I love how you let the small details, such as pine scent, tinsel glow, and the hush of snowfall, carry the weight of nostalgia, turning them into timeless echoes of joy. Amen! Autumn Blessings, HP, Daniel
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
December 2, 2025 at 7:48 AM
Inspiration, illumination, and the final I, when waking up to apply the period at its end. With generous regards, Aloha.
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