White
Christmas
My
thoughts drift back to my childhood days
Of
so many years ago
All
the family gathered by a roaring fire
Whilst
outside glistens with sparkling snow
We
had such fun making snow angels and snowmen
Our
little frozen fingers and rosy faces were aglow
Memories
of Christmas now firmly in the past
I
look back on happy days of so long ago
Our
Christmas tree was draped with tiny twinkling lights,
Bright
baubles, tinsel and candy canes just for our delight
Oh
how the years have flown by so fast
Sadly,
like the snowflakes our childhood days don’t last
I
scan the list of Christmas cards that I’ve got to write
Each
year it grows shorter, with loved ones we now miss
I
dream of turning back the clock and returning to the past
My
memories of Christmas are ones I hope will always last
Jan Allison is a relative
newcomer to poetry. She didn’t start writing poetry until her husband was
diagnosed with prostate cancer and underwent surgery at the end of 2013. She
wrote her first poem ‘Splendid Isolation’ whilst he was in hospital. Since then
has discovered a love of poetry and has written over 500 poems. Jan also wrote
collaboratively with her writing partner Darren Watson under the name Jadazzle
United.
Welcome to Whispers, Jan. Your poem is a lovely walk down memory lane. Christmas does change through the years as to rituals. But it is still a time of happiness isn't it? And has left us with a certain warmth and comfort from our childhoods.
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Hello Jan, I read your poem and it resonated with recent thoughts. However, the fact we can still recall that magic we felt as children could mean we still carry some magic with us today. No matter how short your list of cards you write there are many more who, if they could speak, would also send their warm thoughts to you as I do.
ReplyDeleteJan,
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Whispers! I was a little depressed there was no snow in New York (USA) this year. I loved your poem though; it is so much fun to remember the old days.
Your new friend,
David Fox
Hi Jan: Nice to see you here on Whispers.. Welcome. Your poem is touched with a nostalgia we can all relate to. A time for remembering as well as celebrating, Thanks for sharing your writing. SuZ
ReplyDeleteIt does leave one sad when friends pass that one has had for many years. I lost two dear friends this past year and that is the hardest part of growing older...losing friends. I still find joy in memories and feel I will see them again one day.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your lovely poem very much Jan. Blessings for a wonderful New Year my friend. Aloha, Connie