Boxing Day

Under the tree,

they said!

Keep looking,

midnight stress

just before bed…



the looking glass

i truthfully dread…

Midnight loneliness

being alone,

in a cold winter bed…


Morning woke

chirp, chirp



Yes, seed

and just a little bread..


Out into the cold

to those little friends

i lovingly feed..


As for me..

Off to Starbuck

coffee bagel, wifi

and my mail

i carefully read..


Life of a toad

and home

in the witches


Piece write on

a memory of a dream

one day ahead…

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