A Christmas Breath
I am trying to breathe.
with days intent to race.
time - ever fleeting
Hours stripped to seconds double-paced
My mental list reams off the rails
even as tasks tick,
tick, tick
and the clock steals another minute - curtailed
breathe
just breathe
see the silver
grasp the linings with wispy fingers
my dervish whirls away
on sweet-laced cookie dreams
as I dance through to Christmas
on eggnog and mulled wine streams
Sleep divine people
Peace beautiful friends
May the spirit of the season
keep you going until New Year's end...
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