Monday, 5 December 2011

The Scent of Cinnamon


As golden light from windows glow,
Warm noses press against a pane
To see the trees all laced with snow
And frilled with ice, too cold for rain.

Sweet spices from the mince pies beckon,
Candles glow with cinnamon scents.
Thinking of loved-ones across the ocean,
Now that’s what Christmas represents.

Neighbours standing at the door
Wrapped in scarves and singing psalms.
Mistletoe held aloft with laughter
With hugs of joy and open arms.

Warm flames burning in the grate,
Stockings hanging from its shelf.
Family hugs as games are played
With fairy, reindeer and Christmas elf.

Children sleeping at long last
With snowman keeping guard outside.
Wishing all a Happy Christmas,
The merry friends and neighbours cried.

Angela Barton

A little light-hearted poem to wish you all a Happy Christmas!

5 comments:

  1. Lovely poem Ange, thank you.

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  2. Lovely! And I hope you have a very happy Christmas Ange and the success you deserve in 2012.

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  3. Aw, that's lovely, Ange, really sets the mood. Love the snowman keeping guard!

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  4. Ah, thank you so much Carol, Avril and Rosemary. I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas! xxx

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  5. That's lovely!
    A Merry Christmas to you too x

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