• secrecyofthemind 9w

    Christmas Treat, Part II

    You treat me like Christmas,
    roasted chesnuts,
    available for limited time.

    I was your most valued instant possession,
    only lasting for 48 hours.

    You waited patiently,
    left hastily,
    as soon as the clock struck 12 again.

    For another celebration commences.

    She, she was the ray of hope.
    She bathe in glitters and gold,
    the reason why firewroks appear
    in the sad sky.
    In your heart.
    Wearing a sparkling dress
    and you watch with glee.