did i do the best
with the year given to me
this clocks pendulum
rewinds that time in my mind
knowing we missed our season
kellasandra's musings
did i do the best
with the year given to me
this clocks pendulum
rewinds that time in my mind
knowing we missed our season
thoughts frozen in time
this challenge of being still
in all our moments
possibilities
disappearing into dreams
an exquisite extreme
of these castles in my clouds
only the morning can steal
In filed memories of Christmas past
are recollections of an unanswered wish
of lost opportunities of a missed kiss
under mistletoe held in silenced stillness
mirrored spheres of silver and gold
reflect a fire where stories were never told
of affirmations until we’re grey and old
and adorning the bridge in between
crimson ribbons on powdered evergreen
under shooting stars that will never be seen
and as my heart begs for its rewrites
snow is falling on these twinkling lights
time is calling on my silent nights
and you’re not here fills each Christmas past
can your last first kiss
have my name written on it
can you stay in mine
if I color in your lines
and if I say I love you
it means forever this time