By The Fireside (December 7th,2020) Poem by DM W
By The Fireside (December 7th,2020)
O winter's bitter winds are biting hard,
So I warm myself by my old fireside.
I carefully read today's Christmas cards.
It's heartening to receive good tidings
From neighbours, colleagues, friends and family.
Although these December nights are so long,
And darkened days are shortened, I feel free
To endlessly dream of summer's blessed songs,
And of radiant worlds beyond the sun.
I reckon that I'm not the only one.
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5/21/2024 11:02:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
And you good sir reckon correctly, for there are multitudes of homes filled with dreamers. Dreamers who yearn for better balmy days and for me the only saving grace in winter is Christmas and the joy it brings to many. And speaking of joy defines your well crafted and imagined poem with its message of dreams and hope. For hope is a good thing and no good thing ever dies, five stars and take care Dominic. Thanks for sharing.