Wednesday, 24 December 2014

A Poem For Christmas

Tis the night before Christmas
with memories at play
Baby grows that rustled 
Coloured paper astray 
Spiced aromas
Flickering candle light 
Corks popping 
Squeals of delight
Faded talc footprints 
Half eaten mince pie
So tears fall....
Trees decked in lights
Hearts filled with pain
Same house 
Same food
Smells just the same
Yet here things are different
Everything's changed
Babies now adults
All face the unknown 
Togetherness symbolic
Because our love has flown.