A Heavenly Peace
written by: Jenny Morelli
@JennyMo31725980
Her voice was angelic
as she hummed through holiday dinners
taut with toxic tension when things
turned sideways and Dad stormed off
and everyone scattered
except me and Aunt Aurora
with her gold-spun locks, with her name
that means goddess, means dawn, a rising-sun song.
She’d hum a soft, sweet Silent Night
like nothing in our world was wrong.
Her lilt drew me in like a moth
to a flame. Her patience and peace
spinning silky soundwaves,
her calm wisdom illuminating the darkness
like a firefly. I’d close my eyes.
I’d sway and smile and wish
to be her daughter instead of her niece.
This is what the holidays mean for me
the time of year I still seek solace
in my aunt’s heavenly hum.
Jenny Morelli is a high school English teacher from New Jersey, where she lives with her husband and cat. She’s inspired by everything she sees and loves to spin the most mundane and heartbreaking things into fantastical tales. She is a prolific reader and writer who writes poems, memoirs, short stories, and novels, but poetry has always been her first passion; poetry, and her students.
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