The magic's back, I see beauty and joy,
find gifts in the Chinese shop - a silver
cloth that folds over my work table top,
Christmas strings shimmering in rain-
bow colours now become a stream to
connect my fairy - posing as a mermaid
on a rock - to the new snowy white hat
A birthday banner ready for use and a
pink tablecloth to off-set the coloured
serviettes & crystal glasses with which
we shall make a birthday toast; a lunch-
hour well-spent as these trinkets add to
the allure and mystique of my colourful
work-station; though my professional
Colleagues seated in their neutral hues
are shaking their heads…
[30 January 2015]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem