The prompt for Writing Wednesday was “festive,” and I am combining it with this week’s SoCS: Box.
In the aftermath of Christmas,
When every box has been opened
And every bag has been unwrapped,
The festivities remain quietly
In my heart and memory.
And I wish, and I wish
That they would sing again
In the present, but I must accept
The gift I was given,
And the extent of it.
revivedwriter 
the season is the reason and it is not over
til you realise and are in clover crimson red berry merry joys!
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Opening gifts…So long I got a real, wrapped gift 😦 My birthday was when the lockdown was in full swing. Nice poem!
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Trying to hang onto something always spoils it
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