Unison
There was haste in all
circling around town's centrepiece.
The tree crowned the square
like a triangular rooftop,
its star still pale at early dusk.
I found a seat underneath,
cold metal slats a welcome rest,
as the world washed by,
almost choreographed
in a ballet chorus line.
Paper bags of gifts were
cherished by shoppers,
while smiles and handshakes
uttered merry greetings.
I tasted pudding, right
there and then. A brief close
of the eyes and a blue haze
appeared, my children's
faces never smiled so much.
And the brush of the crowd
against my shoulders and elbows,
was the beat of the season,
a pulsating message that
we all felt the same.
Thank you for your Holiday entry, Krista!
Best of luck!
May the 'classic' holiday spirit be shared in your heart throughout the season!
~ Mosaic Musings Staff
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