12th night blues
Dark streets briefly glittered
with LED blue, green and white.
Glimpsed through rain splattered windows
the glimmer of golden tree lights.
From a gloomy over grown garden
a friendly Santa Claws waved.
Strung across the High Street were
a sprinkling of twinkling snowflakes.
Deep in the blue of midwinter
sparked a riot of colour and bling,
now the streets are all darkened
shut inwards, waiting for spring.
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