365 Poems: December 25th, 2014

A Perfect Holiday

The washing machine growls;

the highway outside howls

and my presents sit stacked

in a mass on the floor.

I lie warm in my bed,

a stuffed toy by my head

and I know there’s no way

I could’ve asked for more.

“Merry Christmas !” http://vermeilbird.deviantart.com/

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