December's End. Poem by Fay Slimm

From lone Cornish beaches,
stormy and beautifully wild,
which closely embrace each winter
in magical coastline mist,
comes December's end, sailing
in, and loaded down with fine
Christmas-time greetings.

I can no longer resist rhyming
you lines, dear friends,
and sending letters of yuletide's
seasonal best of my wishes
for a merry month's ending
and troublefree passage
into a brand New Year time.

Lashed tightly with hopes
for more artistic insight
producing satisfied days
may the crafts guide you then
to successful writing,
as they gently but carefully steer
You poetically into 2010.

May much good will
drift calmly in towards life's shore
with force unceasing,
moreover, in the coming year
may the cause for world-peace
start to show more increase
than it ever has before.


With grateful thanks for all the support
from poet friends during the past year.
Warmest of wishes from Fay.