.5. Christmas Past Poem by David Threadgold

Snowball fights and hot mince pies
Log fires burn so bright
Outside carols sung by friends
Bring joy to all this night

Each home has a Christmas tree
With gifts tied up with bows
Disguising what the boxes hold
Surprises no one knows

The turkey slowly roasting
Whole gammons cloved and crossed
A pudding full of six pence piece
Hid well until they’re lost

Hot chestnuts roasting on the fire
Shells splitting with each crack
Rake them from the ash in time
Before they all turn black

Smell the spices mull the wine
While holly bears her berry
Keep Christmas of the past alive
And make this year as merry


© 2008 David Threadgold
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