when the tree stands up
it brings the past,
forgotten thoughts,
twilight and the night.
it makes me feel the lost
of the ones that
left forever.
when the lights go on
like tears
I imagine your face
after so much distance
and the warmth of your hug.
marry Christmas dad
more by URSULA RABAR BABIC
Photograph by Konstiantyn





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