In the bustling bright city square
She strolls alone on Christmas eve
Tossing the cell phone in her purse
She absorbs joyful fleeting sights
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She bows her head in silent prayer
Embracing magic of ‘believe’
Swaddling the crannies of her heart
With memory’s warm fairy lights
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She smiles at every passerby,
Opening her soul to their joy
With gratitude, she treads ahead
An honest smile, sans inner fights
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Tucking her world in ‘now’ with care
She generates a tranquil weave
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Photo credit : Ivan Borinschi (unsplash.com)
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