A child slowly creeps in

Tiny little sleepy footsteps scurrying across the wooden floor

Sneaking up from behind

Burrowed deep within the mind

It feels like Christmas

That moment of wonderment

Waiting to see if Santa would show

The air cools with a chill

A body aching, a heart lost in despair

The air... oh so cold

A distant light lost in a blizzard night

A tiny flame, a bit of hope in the throes

The mind is a powerful thing

Unexpected thoughts stir and sneak in on tiny toes

Even in the coldest moments

When the body aches...hope burns deep within

Like a flickering light in the distance

Waiting to be awakened

Like a gust of wind across a dying ember

Waiting... longing... a candle in the window

SDF Sept 25, 2012

Nice write..