~ Picture Window ~
Amid the hustle of
Christmas rushers
Shoving for taxis
Carrying mountains of
Boxes wrapped too well
Wearing saccharin expressions
Betraying
Empty hearts
And wallets full of credit cards
to the tune of weary
Crying tots being dragged
Behind.
How sad the childless
Woman
Eyeing tiny dolls
And hearing our passing flurry
She dreams of a
Christmas
We'll never know
~betty elders ~
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