Corinne Watt

The Christmas Light - Poem by Corinne Watt

I loitered one festive season
Amongst the throng of gift laden shoppers
To see the Christmas light was my reason

My eyes lit up at the start
I saw the symbol of true love Crimson,
the Blood Donor Centre's heart

Further at my feet was a puddle red
Illuminated by a mere reflection
Not a Christmas light but a traffic instead

Hot yellow sparkling then my vision held
Like fireworks in the black of night
But ‘twas only a workman's attempt to weld

Ah, George Square, there indeed I may sight
A rainbow of bulbs and nativity replica
With sculpture of Christ, the true Christmas light

Topic(s) of this poem: christmas

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 20, 2017

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