Sunday, December 27, 2009

Pray by Pyotr Tchaikovsky

gifted

the sparkle

in your eyes
is nothing

compared to that angel
on the tree   i

see it long before
it

opens

and on christmas day
the magic

of the moment
overwhelms me so

i point
to

the star, the star
on

top of the world

it shines and we reach for them,
for

the stars...

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