Monday, August 31, 2009

Not Another Christmas

Fireplaces and the unforgettable scent of dry Cyprus
Laughter and stories of days long gone
And Pilau cooked from the olden fireplace outside
Are just but some memories I have of Christmas
Memories: because last, and the year before
You were not there to collect acorns with me and spray paint them in golden hues to place atop the Fireplace,
As the warmth of Christmas soaks in
With Jim Reeves playing in the backdrop of togetherness

I want new memories that I can sing about and sink into
The season's slowly coming,

but... Not another Christmas without you.

1 comment:

  1. What happened to the rest of your poems? Are they hidden somewhere on the wide web? Can we access them? Ok, I speak for myself. Can I access them?