distorted x-mas

The scene I see from the window is blurred

The Christmas cheers seem almost unheard

Everything outside is completely distorted

The faces and bodies are oddly contorted

I reach out to where my fingertips meet

But the glass is too cold so I quickly retreat..

 

I continue to gaze out with bedazzled eyes

Everything starts to clear-up to my surprise

The festive scene now becomes an amber-like shade

A backdrop to the blue-lit-trees like a golden cascade

I now only see this beautiful world full of care

Full of kind people breathing the crisp fresh air

Full of people just like me..

I know now this is where I am meant to be

And it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

 

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Toronto, CANADA

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