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Finding the Beauty in Christmas

Mistletoe by candlelight,

love lined Christmas markets,

shopping centres full of happy couples.

 

Let them have what I do not,

it is theirs.

 

But what is mine?

 

My Christmas must come early

if I am to maintain the mirage of the miracle.

 

I'll line the markets with an illuminating

indigo light

and bathe in the dreams

that will rescue me from this nightmare.

 

Christmas is also a time for friends

and I'll need you now,

more than ever.

 

Heartbreak aside, I still have

a beautiful best friend

and nothing will ever take

that

away from us.

 

I call on my friends

come rain, sleet or snow

to help bring back my glow.

 

I look towards my granddad

holding a card from Christmas past

as ink smudges like forgotten memories,

I must make this a Christmas to be remembered

if only by me.

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