Charcoal bands of skySpit blood on crumbling pavement Christ is born, they say
on the Christmas Eveour hearts gathertogetherasa Christmas gift
Favorite colorsthe streets lined with twinkle lightsHoly night is bright!
Santa listeningEyes Open Wide with WonderHoliday Brightness
Dehydrated home,like the fountain of my tears.It is Loss-mas Eve.
Jingle bells jingle
Merry Christmas to you, you,
And also haiku
Night under the bridgeThey…
Crisp wrapping, now torn
Box rattles with memory
here we go again,
making merry, family,