A Quiet Christmas
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A
Quiet
Christmas
Soon to pass,
Spent away behind
Closed doors.
What is this silent weight,
Which droops my eyes and drapes
Over my weary body worn from labor.
Perhaps the rain and mist so unlike winter
Affects me so.
There's a million things I should do, yet I muse:
Wouldn't Santa allow me this rest? As a gift for today,
I can erase the tasks that plagued me the past year to enjoy
This rainy day without snow, in which I waste away in rejuvenation,
Feeling
Agitated
All the while.
Quiet
Christmas
Soon to pass,
Spent away behind
Closed doors.
What is this silent weight,
Which droops my eyes and drapes
Over my weary body worn from labor.
Perhaps the rain and mist so unlike winter
Affects me so.
There's a million things I should do, yet I muse:
Wouldn't Santa allow me this rest? As a gift for today,
I can erase the tasks that plagued me the past year to enjoy
This rainy day without snow, in which I waste away in rejuvenation,
Feeling
Agitated
All the while.
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