Gatherings of light, beloved at the core
Let me count the many coats and shoes
Resting together, quietly at our front door
Escaping the darkness, time for good news
Counting on our friends mingling here
Warming each to each, but a little afraid
Acceptance, forgiveness, find some near
Gentle conversations, confessions made
Meet again, surprised, our comfort remains
Hand in hand, dancing, swirling affection
Reminders; wildflowers along country lanes
So many stories in this time for reflection
Food and drink against the outside cold
Candles lit, remembrance, never old
© Christopher
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A reminder of hope and warmth in an ever changing insecure world 👍👏🙏
Comment by Caron on 30 November, 2024 at 9:09 amThank you Chris, and Happy Christmas to you too!
Comment by David Mitchell on 30 November, 2024 at 9:23 am