Thursday, 12 December 2019

Christmas Long Ago



Frosty days and ice-still nights,
Fir trees trimmed with tiny lights,
Sound of sleigh bells in the snow,
That was Christmas long ago.

Tykes on sleds and shouts of glee,
Icy-window filigree,
Sugarplums and candle glow,
Part of Christmas long ago.

Footsteps stealthy on the stair,
Sweet-voiced carols in the air,
Stocking hanging in a row,
Tell of Christmas long ago.

Starry nights so still and blue,
Good friends calling out to you,
Life, so fact, will always slow…
For dreams of Christmas long ago.

BY: Jo Geis


12 comments:

Chatty Crone said...

I love Christmas.

Kea said...

How lovely! I assume you're the poet. :-)

Hilary Melton-Butcher said...

Hi Jo-Anne - I remember my South African Christmases ... at least it was warm ... usually too hot - but certainly different ... and this was fun to see and read - cheers Hilary

Rita said...

I can't imagine Christmas in shorts by the bar-b-que. That would be so strange to me, even though we have places in the southern United States where they have Santa's in shorts. I'm a snow girl! :)

CWMartin said...

Thanks for trying to help me get in the spirit... just not feeling it yet.

Margaret-whiteangel said...

Love our Christmas hot, doesn't seem like Christmas unless it is.

Karen BakingInATornado said...

That poem really captures the spirit of the season.

Nancy Chan said...

Beautiful Christmas poem. Reading it, I can feel that Christmas is here!

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Jo-Anne's Ramblings said...

Sandie.....Me too

Kea.......It is lovelyf

Hilary......I'm pleased you liked it

Rita.......It's what I am used to

Chris.....Same here

Margaret........Hot is the norm for me

Karen......That it does

Nancy....Thank you

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