Dancing bears.

Painted wings.

Things I almost remember.

And a song,

Someone sings,

Once upon a December.



Someone holds me safe and warm.

Horses prance through a silver storm.

Figures dancing gracefully

Across my memory.



Far away,

Long ago,

Glowing dim as an ember.

Things my heart

Used to know

Once upon a December.



Someone holds me safe and warm.

Horses prance through a silver storm.

Figures dancing gracefully

Across my memory.



Far away,

Long ago,

Glowing dim as an ember.

Things my heart

used to know,

things it yurns to remember.

And a song

Someone sings

Once upon a December