Thursday, December 20, 2012

Oh Tidings of Comfort and Joy...

The glow of my new set of flea market
bought Christmas lights adorn
the still living tree I’ve named Pete,
after Fudge’s long suffering elder brother
from the middle grade book series that still
makes the aspiring middle grade author chuckle
despite first installment entering its golden jubilee
in 2012, as well as turning 36 myself.

Long absent smile finds its way back to face
as I behold artisan made decorations I’ve spent
over24 total hours scouring the Net
and non-big box businesses for.

Items I brought to celebrate the Son of God’s birth
is fair trade,
artist made,
local economy sustaining,
or good works supporting;
preferably all four.

I am certain
the Most Holy beams down
on my relocated grin.

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