Christmas Dream
By: Christopher Bice

With my family gone, I find that holidays are just another lonely night.

Tonight, I saved a broken branch, the tree lot had thrown away. My makeshift Christmas tree sits on my kitchen table in a glass of water. A single triple "A" battery powering a very tiny string of flickering lights. My darkened kitchen now a party-ball kaleidoscope.

Spending the last of my money at the local dealer's corner I decided to give myself one final present. A Christmas Eve filled with the memories and dreams of better times, when I was surrounded by the ones I loved.


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