Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas Sonata

Of glancing snowflakes fondling the waiting earth,
Or hunted geese safely huddled on the pond,
Of smoke-swept chimneys with smell of burning wood
And lighted houses glistening like the sun.
Of cards and gifts from those both known and loved,
Rememberance of whom departed but yet beloved,
Of song and dance that make the heart feel gay,
Each and all a gift of Christmas Day.

I see your eyes within the twinkling lights
And feel your presence with each flake of snow,
Your warmth and spirit the billowy stream of smoke,
The goose-lined pond the tender space of home.

Though Christmas Day may leave us far apart,
Thoughts of you shall linger in my heart.

Copyright 2008 Francis Don Daniels

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