The evergreen tornado stirs in my mind,
rooted in a puddle of crimson satin.
Lights drown your artificial limbs
as they soak in the scent of cinnamon candles
and whimsical songs of a jolly old elf.
Reflections flood the metallic orbs
floating among emerald needles,
Christmas morning splashes my sleepy eyes
and I rub them with anxious hands.
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Prompt: 13 - http://3meeses.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/upside-down-christmas-tree.jpg
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Gives you that warm feeling as you read this. I enjoyed the message you shared. THANKS!
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awwwh its all festive and lovely and made me feel all warm inside ^_^
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