What if this is it ?- tasha

What if this is it?

My only Christmas present?

A tiny little crescent

Of light in all the darkness,

Shining in the starkness

of things and fear and money?

A hint of golden honey

on my slice of malted bread.

It's really very small.

What if this is all?


What if this is all?

It took me years of seeking.

It appeared when I was peeking

In the drawer I just unlocked.

When I saw it, I was shocked;

Was expecting rather more,

And it did not fill the drawer.

I am sure it cannot fit.

What if this is it?

The End

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