Christmas blossoms in her heart

In the bustling bright city square

She strolls alone on Christmas eve

Tossing the cell phone in her purse

She absorbs joyful fleeting sights 


She bows her head in silent prayer

Embracing magic of ‘believe’

Swaddling the crannies of her heart

With memory’s warm fairy lights


She smiles at every passerby,

Opening her soul to their joy

With gratitude, she treads ahead

An honest smile, sans inner fights


Tucking her world in ‘now’ with care

She generates a tranquil weave


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