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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.
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.
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.
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.
Good friends calling out to you,
Life, so fact, will always slow…
For dreams of Christmas long ago.
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That's Christmas as I think we often dream about. Such a sentimental nice picture.
ReplyDeleteArlee Bird
Tossing It Out
That's the Christmas that I remember and has gone away, never to return.
ReplyDeleteLovely Jo-Anne.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas to you and your family.
Lovely poem, really sets the scene for all that Christmas does mean and has meant.
ReplyDeleteArlee......I agree
ReplyDeleteKatie......Many feel that way
Margaret....Thank you
Chris.......Thanks
Karen.......I agree
Love this !! Merry Christmas !
ReplyDeleteLove this !! Merry Christmas !
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