Christmas Ditties

A.H. Starlingsson
1 min readDec 18, 2017

in the hoar frost
the breath
of morning light

under the mistletoe
a cuddle at last
but the fireplace is empty

her poem
like the first snow
-whispers

by the christmas tree
gifts
of smiles

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A.H. Starlingsson

—dispatches from Ukraine🌲currently writing "Distant Taps The Woodpecker," https://federated.press/@callsign_santa contact: starlingsson@gmail.com_