Holiday Spirits, Stars, And Background Noise

Music gently ringing, 
Background noise.
Cozy Christmas pjs, 
Wrap me up, 
Warm and kind.
My eyes burn, 
With tired, 
And wanting, 
To be awake.

I stay awake, 
Eyes wide.
Lids persistently closing.
Over a million times again.
Little people walk through 
Christmas trees, 
That cover, 
My flannel bottoms. 

Christmas lights twinkle,
Above my head.
Dancing like the stars, 
Out to a ball.
It blurs.
Soon the stars all become, 
One.
My eyelids flutter shut.
The music fades, 
Background noise. 


 

iski23

VT

17 years old

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