All The Pretty Lights

I've always loved December

The Snow, the lights, the pretty embers

If I could own just one night

I would wish for magic in the sky

 

Neon colors would dance, alive

Steaking the dark canvas at midnight

The stars, the moon, the pretty lights

A sure-in view of delight

 

I 've always loved December 

The snow, the lights, the cold weather 

A distant star frozen in the sky

Alone, forever, until the day it dies

This poem is about: 
Me

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