Holiday

The tiny lights

on the plastic branches

holy blues

violets

greens

reds

yellows

floating in the darkness

of early dusk.

Cookie smells

wafting from the kitchen.

Mouth-watering

eyes held

by the

neon ribbon wrapped

presents.

The warm air

blowing through the

air ducts.

The melted snow

sogging the mat

by the front door.

Salt stains on

my moon boots

on my pants cuffs.

The wind blowing against

the window-glass.

Outside

the sound of

faint ticking

as snowflakes fall

onto snowbanks.