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Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Christmas Magic





Weeks ago 
we sat side by side.
My boy and I.
Red and powder blue snowflakes
on my pajamas.
We laughed as we watched
the Macy's parade.
I lingered in the moment,
while he was in a rush to 
return to Minecraft , watch for updates
and play with his friends.
He drank hot chocolate
laced with sweet marshmallows,
while I nursed a sugarless cappuccino
in my favorite mug.
The smell of cooking intoxicating,
husband creating delicious food,
while listening to our giggles, 
a warm feeling washed over us.
We remembered grandma and grandpa
never missing a parade.
Laughing that they have front seats
in heaven.
Yesterday,
we dressed the Christmas tree with the past.
Ornaments from Kindergarten
made with small hands
and big hearts.
Baby's first Christmas,
Duke Blue Devils.
The tree stretched and sighed
in delight.
The lights twinkled,
the lights shined the way
yesterday's milestones do.
We danced as we bridge
yesterday and tomorrow,
while our feet are anchored in the moment,.
Good Night Moon,
rests on a shelf,
collecting dust
awaiting a new generation.
Days swiftly turn to years,
we mourn,
we celebrate.
Tonight while the moon hangs
in anticipation,
we will listen to the holiday concert.
Our boy will play the clarinet,
his fingers mastering the sound,
while we watch with wonder.
Tonight we leave behind
moments sprinkled with pain.
Tonight we give gratitude,
for tender moments,
saturated with joy.
 
 
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77 comments:

  1. so much warmth in this ayala...love the dressing the Christmas tree with the past and dancing as we bridge yesterday and tomorrow,
    while our feet are anchored in the moment....such a wonderful description of the magic...

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    1. Thank you, Claudia. Magic is in the little things :)

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  2. hey..i was first...smiles...happy tuesday..!!

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  3. Beautiful. Love the closing:
    "Tonight we give gratitude,
    for tender moments,
    saturated with joy."

    I wish you and your wonderful family many blessings this Christmas. (hug)

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    1. Thank you, Mary. I wish you all the best as well. :)

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  4. Those moments are sure the best, never got into minecraft at my sea.

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  5. oh no...duke blue devils, really...this is tragic...i am a UNC fan....hahaha...thats ok, we can look beyond that....love the traditions in this....the front row seats in heaven made me smile....logan is singing in the choir on thursday....we are traveling similar circles...

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    1. Oh no....My son was a Blue Devil :)...so it's Duke forever ;) but yes we can look beyond that :) Have fun Thursday. Wish Logan good luck. Daniel had fun and it was awesome to watch him.

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  6. This is so lovely, Ayala. I especially love this line:

    "We danced as we bridge
    yesterday and tomorrow,
    while our feet are anchored in the moment."

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  7. "tender moments saturated with joy" wishing you many of those. He may go play minecraft but he will remember the moments, traditions, parades too.

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  8. Oh gosh, you do this all the time.. choke me up with tears.
    This is such a lovely read..your love for your family, and of course those family who have passed but are still very much a part of you and with you...the whole read...just is so full of love and happiness. Wonderful to read.

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    1. Sorry Bren ...I am touched that it moved you so. Thank you my friend.

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  9. So heartfelt...your poetry always warms me, Ayala...lovely to read :)

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  10. oh ayala, those last three lines are everything!

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  11. There is so much warmth here, so much hope and joy - but there is a sadness too, remembering those who are no longer physically with us to celebrate. This is a lovely piece Ayala. Thank you for sharing it.

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    1. Thank you...you got what I was feeling :)

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  12. "Tonight while the moon hangs
    in anticipation,"

    beautifully turned phrase, Ayala.

    Pamela

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  13. I think often at Christmas we reflect on other Christmases and the customs and traditions and memories of past Christmases and those who were with us on previous Christmases. And then it is natural also to think of future Christmases, even those beyond our lifespan and to reflect just on how everything carries on...from one generation to another. Your poem is a wonderful example of this kind of reflection! May you and your family be blessed this Christmas, Ayala.

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    1. It is a normal reflection..and thank you Mary. I wish you a blessed Christmas. :)

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  14. beautiful ayala, i really feel the season here

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  15. How lovely to spend time and share these precious family moments ~

    Beautiful share ~

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  16. so nice to revisits those moments... and the next generation even sweeter

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  17. What a perfect scene. I am reading Good Night Moon to my grandsons now. Some things never go out of style.

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  18. This is delightful, nostalgic. I'm glad Goodnight Moon is waiting and lucky you that your husband cooks.

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    1. Yes :) lucky..and he cooks amazing :)

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  19. you are a true poet, and have touched my heart deeply.


    Warm Aloha from Waikiki
    Comfort Spiral
    ~ > < } } ( ° >

    > < 3 3 3 ( ' >

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    1. Thank you, Cloudia. You are so kind.

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  20. You have shared well...
    your thoughts and your heart, Ayala.
    --Marvelously!

    Now, for some of that cappuccino--grin!

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    1. Thank you, dear Steve. Peace and Love to you.

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  21. This is so beautiful and filled with life. Always, you bring me back to my own memories, the mark of a true poet.

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    1. Thank you, Kelly. Sweet of you to say :)

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  22. Traditions and memories fill the holiday season as we attempt to grasp a few moments with the ones that we love.

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  23. LIfe is full of melancholy and joy. I like how you juxtaposed each emotion with images that we all could really feel and visualize. I've always believed in the swing of the pendulum. You must experience the highs and lows of both emotions.

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    1. Well said, Rudri. Life is all that. I believe in that too.xo

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  24. ..your words and sincerity are as well magical like this poem you weaved today... smiles...

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  25. A wonderful,warm capture of you and your family celebrating the HOliday season, bridging yesterday and tomorrow, dancing in the now. Beautiful, A!

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  26. It's a unique time of year, capturing past and present into a delicious now. Very nice.

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  27. Everything that is magical about Christmas is here. Beautiful, Ayala. You are blessed, friend :)

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  28. "The tree stretched and sighed
    in delight.
    The lights twinkled,
    the lights shined the way
    yesterday's milestones do."

    I loved those words, the way they captured the moment. My son also played clarinet from 5th grade through H.S. Enjoyed many a concert. Time moves on, hold onto the memories.

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    1. I am trying to hold on, Ginny. Time is flying...Thank you.

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  29. this is so sweet, Ayala. especially loved the line about dressing the Christmas tree with the past...

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  30. Lovely expression of the season, and how each year is marked by anniversaries, memories that fill our life with meaning and beauty. Well said!

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  31. What wonderful moment shared! Thanks for posting!

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  32. So nice, the way you capture past memories and the ones being made.

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  33. Just lovely,and the boys do so love their minecraft...lots of memories captured here.

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    1. That game is addictive :) thanks, Di.

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  34. Tonight we give gratitude,
    for tender moments,
    saturated with joy.

    That sums it all. We reach a point where we appreciate and acknowledge the blessings entrusted to and upon us. Nicely ayala!

    Hank

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    1. Thank you, Hank. Gratitude is a way of life. :)

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  35. Family traditions are magical! The build memories to last a lifetime. :)

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    1. I agree, Mel. Thanks. I hope you are well.

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  36. wonderful words! God Bless you!

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