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Seasons Greetings (Am I the First?)
by Dr.Moose1
Star-frost lit nights and Christmas
lights
Enchanted scenes un-folding
Across years or distance all the same
Safely stored in holding
One may wish for many things
Not all will ring of truth
Save close that sense of wonder
Granted in your youth
Reindeer flights of fancy
Eiderdown of trust
Enveloped from things chancy
Thrice blessed and more so just
In time-less grains of measure
Now I make this plea
Grant thee a child's treasure
Spread 'round your Christmas tree
Well done Dr. Moose! But what is
first?
Compared to this wondrous trend
you set
For it is now our poetic quest
To match the value of this
present.
Thanks for sharing this perfect
gift!
Andrew my friend ,
I have one more
'twas saved for later date
These kind responses
I can't ignore
So none will have to wait
Mistletoe bound with a bow
Elfin spirits cannot bind
Recounting those who's afterglow
Remembrance brings to mind
Yule-time gifts the spirit brings
Chase chill from harried hearts
Heaven's Host the choir sings
Re-appears from time apart
Icicles quick-silver streams
Shine softly with new light
This added as one lost in dreams
Makes moments seem
Alluring in the night
Simple in their honesty
Are the feelings thus evoked
Nursed from embers silently
Draped in scented smoke
Holiday trims from dreams are spilt
Angels make their presence known
Pieces from a patch-work quilt
Perhaps too seldom shown
Yesterday's potential lost
New one's is at hand
Every possibility's cost
Weighed in times of sand
Yearn for true compassion
Each in our own way
And a milestone we may fashion
Reached at last this day
Dr. Moose! This second offering
is a step beyond!
Top shelf material and then some.
The poem itself
had such a smooth flow and
wonderful imagery
that I never thought to look for
that "A"
thinggie. As my grandma would say
"Merry
Chris-Moose to you too! And many
good years ahead."
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