All the candles, burning in the cemeteries and churchyards tonight…
Something seasonally appropriate for this day in my home country.
T’is what we call this Sunday, in the lead up to Christmas.
Vaguely holiday themed, this one.
A poetry inspired by this time of year, by advent and Hanukkah, all the candles in every home and what they symbolize.
A part of the season for me.
Merry Christmas to those that celebrate it either today or tomorrow. I hope you can spend the holiday in the best way possible.