Of plenty and too little some would say
As to why we've run away
And as to where we're going today
I've plenty and too little - to - say
-too little, too late-
~ and - the - lilies of the field
are blooming now ~
I sought a sole escape
-soul escapade -
Out of the dark and dank
-old caverns fade-
Into the light and forests seeming
Greener in the daylight gleaming
-and I thought I must be dreaming-
White with winter snowfall weary
Not a single dewdrop dreary
~ and - the - lilies of the field
Are singing now ~
I sang a song of Christmas Day
A song of morning sunshine rays
A song to keep my warmself dearly
And the silver star-bells clearly
Ringing to the sky on Christmas Day
-I've sung my soul away-
~ and - the -lilies of the field
Are sleeping now ~
- Author: Reivax Camlost ( Offline)
- Published: December 24th, 2016 21:40
- Comment from author about the poem: And god bless us, everyone!
- Category: Special occasion
- Views: 27
Comments2
Very,very nice. Merry Christmas.
Good Christmas piece. Ho Ho Ho!
I like it! seasons greetings! ww
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