Fireplace alight 
On a cold bitter night
As roaring flames dance
And throw shadows.
Warming glow in the dark
Logs burn and throw sparks
Whilst the wind loudly blows 
Outside it softly snows.

Little box of hope
Dressed in glitzy wrap and bows
​Unwrapped lies empty

I remember when I was 14 and I moved from Ottawa to Toronto. Days leading up to leaving my best friend and I kept getting into arguments. It turned out it was because neither of us wanted to say good-bye and sometimes it's easier to be angry with somebody than to be vulnerable and have the feeling of missing them. Anger I have learned recently is a secondary emotion that is masking a deeper feeling that you are having but sometimes hurts too much to bring to the surface, feelings like perceived rejection which impact us to our core. I am emotionally intelligent but from time to time I find myself being that 14 year old again and I forget to just let myself be vulnerable and simply tell somebody important to me 'I miss you'. 

Winter sky above
Boots crunch in fresh fallen snow
​Relentless wind blows 

String of Christmas lights
Tangled at the bottom
Of a musty old box
Broken and burnt out bulbs
A bitter-sweet reminder
Nothing lasts forever.

When disillusioned
Allow time for reflection
​Time tempers sorrow 

Between the seasons
Nature's landscape shows changes 
Which mirror our lives 

Red eyes that weep
Lacking in sleep
Body that burns
Drained,overturned
Feel like I've boxed
An insomniac
Listening to clocks.

Stars sparkle brightly
On those nights you can't see them
​Their beauty remains