Christmas

beautiful spruce at neighbour’s window
proudly fostered by hundreds of lanterns
that say the family will arrive in droves
while worrying whether
there will be enough space for them

here it is so quiet, so quiet
I read the yellowed letters
pages covered with the patina of time

turkey is lazily walking in the garden
asking for survival

children are looking from frames on the walls
so small and joyful

trembling hands

clinging memories to the heart

wafer is crying on the plate

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