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Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010 Magpie #45
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Merry Christmas One and All!
Once a designated day on the calendar,
Circled in red,
Old dogs head, warm and familiar,
Children laughed, and played,
Sung songs,
Jingle Bells, Oh Holy Night,
Couldn't sleep, had to peek,
Someone sneaked,
Down the stairs,
Late at night,
Stars were bright,
The snow piled high against the door.
Door bell rang,
Guests arrived,
Family, friends,
Candles sparkled,
Table laid,
Places set,
Roast the bird,
Bake all day,
Presents wrapped.
The snow piled high against the door.
Now a holiday alone,
The circle red, does not appear,
I got no job,
Lost my house,
No creatures stirring,
Not even a mouse.
Fire place cold,
The snow piles high against the door.
Room is dim,
Cupboard bare,
Got no vittles,
To make a feast.
Sleep all night,
No sleigh bells in sight.
No invitations,
Door bell quiet,
No guests today.
The snow piles high against the door.
Alone I stand,
Head held high,
Looking up into the sky,
Starry night...
Tomorrow will be the same,
But by my will,
Again, I will circle red,
It's up to me,
To gather cheer,
Spread it around
Give it away,
Next year, I think,
When I have nothing,
I'll give it all.
I'll volunteer, as
The snow piles high against the door.
Merry Christmas One and All!
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8 comments:
Cheers, Annell ~~ Merry Christmas!
Giving a smile at Christmas to someone who has lost the smiling impulse can be worth more than all the expensive presents in the world! Interesting poem!
I like the decision at the end to share Christmas by volunteering. What better way to spend it?
Merry Christmas to you.
Lovely, bittersweet piece. The repetition of "the snow piles high against the door" adds to the chill.
Humor plus pathos equals
grand poetics; nice one.
It catches us by surprise
as we jingle along, and smile
at your juxtapositions and
jibes, and then the heart speaks
and we listen. Thanks.
tis better to give...
Giving all when there is nothing left...that is faith....Great Christmas Magpie....Have a Blessed Season...bkm
What a wonderful magpie
truly a one to ponder
I also loved the repetition
I loved it all
Merry Christmas!
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