An Advent pantoum (form of poetry)

Today in my writing group video chat, I was introduced to the pantoum, a form of poetry I’d never heard of previously. With just 5 minutes of free writing, I created this, an evocative Advent poem:

• Here we felt accepted; here we felt affirmed; here we felt known
• The sky was dark
• We waited in the car, shivering, while we waited for Mom
• And off we went to church, us three kids waiting

• The sky was dark
• Saying the liturgy and singing the carols, all the time waiting
• And off we went to church, us three kids waiting
• And so we listened to the priest and we shuffled in our seats, waiting

• Saying the liturgy and singing the carols, all the time waiting
• We waited in the car, shivering, while we waited for Mom
• And so we listened to the priest and we shuffled in our seats, waiting
• Here we felt accepted; here we felt affirmed; here we felt known