Thursday, 20 December 2018

Thursday's Poem


This Thursday I am not posting a friendship poem, instead I am sharing a Christmas poem.

Christmas Long Ago

By Jo Geis

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.


8 comments:

Arlee Bird said...

That's Christmas as I think we often dream about. Such a sentimental nice picture.

Arlee Bird
Tossing It Out

Katie Isabella said...

That's the Christmas that I remember and has gone away, never to return.

Margaret D said...

Lovely Jo-Anne.
Merry Christmas to you and your family.

CWMartin said...

Very nice!

Karen @BakingInATornado said...

Lovely poem, really sets the scene for all that Christmas does mean and has meant.

Jo-Anne's Ramblings said...

Arlee......I agree

Katie......Many feel that way

Margaret....Thank you

Chris.......Thanks

Karen.......I agree

gloriadelpilar_1994@yahoo.com said...

Love this !! Merry Christmas !

gloriadelpilar_1994@yahoo.com said...

Love this !! Merry Christmas !

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