I like the idea of Christmas scenes framed within windows. I guess it is hard not to be cynical about Christmas in these over-commercialized days, but your poem delivers something of an authentic Christmas to me.
Cynical or not I like the phrase sugar dipped smiles. I read it as sweet. Even if the holiday is commercial, and it is, you can't help but feel joyful at the season. :)
Methinks that there could be two translations of that word "frame". Christmas does leave a variety of tastes, if truth be told. A clever piece of writing accommodating both the traditionalist and the more soured among us.
I'm glad someone else made a spelling mistake with your name. I'm sure I did that on FB yesterday or the day before. Sorry all over the place, of course. Now, you already know which bits of this poem I love best, but I must tell you about my Christmas reading: your book, Marian's, and Shay-Joy-and-Kelly. Taking them to a hotel room in Red Deer, Alberta, to read while Dick goes to hockey games with his daughters and grandchildren. I'll read them out loud to Lindy. Love, K
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Hank
Merry Christmas!
Ruby
Sorry all over the place, of course.
Now, you already know which bits of this poem I love best, but I must tell you about my Christmas reading: your book, Marian's, and Shay-Joy-and-Kelly. Taking them to a hotel room in Red Deer, Alberta, to read while Dick goes to hockey games with his daughters and grandchildren. I'll read them out loud to Lindy.
Love, K