Blue Christmas 

Original poem by Kaelin Kehm

I woke up in the morning
To the snow melting and the

Sky awakening.

The stars had disappeared-

The moon now a distant

Vision in the clouded

Sky that was no longer

A clear blue,

But a mix of pale,

Orange.

I felt blue,

This Saturday at sunrise-

As the snow began

To melt away
Along with our

Snowman of

One, two, three

Tiers,

Now lost to

The blue-

Disguise of

Melting,

Along with a
Smile,

Already

Away.

Even as I watched
Our snowman

Succumbing to blue-

I knew he would return

To us again one day,
Or at least we’d

Create him-

When the wind started

To howl,

The moon glowed

Through the night, and

Snow began to

Fall, enabling

This blue Saturday

To return to the

Color of white,

Fresh, fallen

Snow.