Christmas Street

This is a perfect and gentle street
where all is as it seems.
It remains the same from year to year.
Here there are no damaged dreams.

It is here where a card is posted
while a child and mother stop
to gaze into the window
of the innocent town's toy shop.

A snowman remains unfinished.
Not one snowflake falls.
And, although there is a Post Office,
a postman never calls.

It remains the same from year to year.
Here there are no damaged dreams.
This is a perfect and gentle street
where all is as it seems.

Street of Dreams