I hung the decorations
and I trimmed the christmas tree.
What really means the most of all
is that you're here with me.
You make the season special
without spending lots of dough.
Your neverending friendship
means more than you could know.
I can't say what it means to me
to share this special time.
I thank God for another year
that He's let you be mine.
Let's deck the halls and celebrate
with family and friends.
But, lets take time for you and me
before the season ends.
Yeah, thanks David......I probably should've worked on this a bit more but it was just one of those poems that are just a 'thought' you get when you're doing something. I figured I'd post it anyway. I appreciate your advice and comment though. sincerely, Mary
This is a sweet poem. But a bit on a saccharine side for the upbeat meter. I think a longer scan (say iambic pentameter) would lend the poem a more dramatic feel. Alternatively you could do something with the 3rd stanza to heighten the narrative. It does not add very much information.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful circle.I love this! Lot's of warmth. You've done it again............Big smiles.Duncan