She feels his strong presence,
On star filled nights,
He is like her own shooting star,
Zooming around her orbit from afar,
He appears in the most unlikely places,
With his warm embrace,
That is his familiar face,
Smiling at her lighthearted gossip,
Unexpectedly kissing her dry, fading lips,
Holding the chair out for her at family occasions,
With his warm hand in hers he encourages her to socialize,
He whispers to her 'My love, enjoy the finest wine,
You know you will always be mine,
Your greying hair shows all the years you cared,
You still have the sparkle that is the best of you'
As she laughs at his stories of characters long gone,
He is also fond of singing a song,
To lull her to sleep,
Holding her frail body when she might weep,
The Christmas lights reflect the courage shining from her eyes,
While Santa plays his role with zest,
As she watches with her inner child alive,
Feeling she is aged only about five,
He gives her wings to fly,
And long legs to jive,
She has been touched by an angel,
As she hears the sound of the first Christmas bell
Memories of her husband
Is now reality as he uplifts her into a loving spell,
With the promise of cherry blossom dreams,
As from her eyes falls a relieved tear,
At this biting cold time of year.
“Feeling she is aged only about five He gives her wings to fly.” Youth renewal, how wonderful! Well done, Hazel!
Finding true love means infusing life with joy and stability. A nice piece.
So very beautiful Hazel. To have this connection is truly amazing. Thank you for this insight of someone so special.
WOW' - a lovely sweet dream with such a well feeling which is so soothing to mind and body. 'My love, enjoy the finest wine, You know you will always be mine, ..... Beautiful.
A Touching poem, touches ones heart with. Beautiful lines..... You still have the sparkle that is the best of you Keeping all the beautiful memories fresh and alive, especially when it happened to be the sweet memories of life. Beautiful presentation. Loved reading it twice.
Love a poem that touches the reader thru the dream and gladness that Santa will live forever thru to old age...I want an Apple 6 phone next xmas! Thanks for the dream of a poem regards
While Santa plays his role with zest, As she watches with her inner child alive, Feeling she is aged only about five, He gives her wings to fly, A beautiful poem..................10
sweet to chant along as a song reviving the angelic dreams and feelings of lore into the biting presence of everyday world...........
While Santa plays his role with zest, As she watches with her inner child alive, Feeling she is aged only about five, He gives her wings to fly, ....... Very ingeniously you have connected the poem with Christmas! When she becomes a child once again, he gives her wings to fly! A happy relationship adds colour and joy to life and makes one feel lighter! A truly beautiful poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are so lucky to have experienced true love by a true angel....only blessed few do get to experience this.