by Steve Robertson
Thursday, December 23, 2004
Rated "G" by the Author.
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As a member of a local poetry society, I didn't have a Christmas poem when others read theirs at our party. Now I have one.
Reds and greens and happy lights aglow
Fragrant trees, brightly wrapped presents, and sneaky mistletoe
Clamoring, chortling children run about and play
Amidst the jolly sounds of Santa’s baritone “Ho, Ho, Ho”
Nostalgia, emotions, memories of dozens Christmases past
Thoughts of holiday good times, family, friends and relationships meant to last
Grandma, grandpa, mother and dad watch with glee
As their kids rip wrapping from their gifts with nimble fingers fast
Noel and Christmas carols sung in cheerful harmony
Sparkling ornaments hanging and a train set circling the tree
Merry Christmas; a time of caring and giving
A time for love, togetherness, and merry revelry
Turkey and dressing, mashed potatoes and gravy, sand dabs and pie
Waistlines bulge, clothes don’t fit, and small wonder why
Oaths and promises and a New Year’s weight loss diet
Who cares anyway, another wonderful new year has gone by
H. Steven Robertson, December 17, 2004
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|Reviewed by Vesna Vanessa
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Superbly fitting creation, Steve. Love and peace. Regis|
|Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson
|Yep, you've captured the holiday spirit. Well done!|
|Reviewed by Mary Quire
|It's too bad you didn't have this one at the reading. It flows beautifully, the imagery is amazing, and I love some of your discriptions. The phrase sneaky mistletoe is one I've never thought about until now. It fits perfectly.