
Where the glow of the season reveals what was once hidden.
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Red and green flashes, sparkling eyes,
Whispering tales that few dare speak
Bright sparks fill winter skies,
Beneath their glow, a shadow seeps.
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Shadows scale the darkened walls
Unopened letters on the mantle;
Confessions fill the quiet hall
Gift-wrapped truths hiding by candles
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Ember’s glow lights hidden truths
Photos, books beneath dust’s veil;
White snow falling from the roof
Red tiles that covered untold tales
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Stories told by a hearth that’s warm
Tales embracing hope and peace
Snow scales soft, the open roof,
Tales, now told, and minds at ease.
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