Friends and family do gather
Christmas trees and turkey made present
Uncle Jack Daniels, with family of wine
Sits on tables in patient waiting to be greeted
By the faithful; our lips are dry
Jokes and fun games, Christmas jumpers
Miles-toes; and if we were to be caught under it
A kiss is mine, its only tradition
Not to think, not to say
Not to see January knocking on doors
Not to think, on the 5th, my course work, bids me fair well
Not on this day, in December
I am to be graced, the spirit of indulgence
I am to be graced, if only for a while
Lovely Christmas poem!
ReplyDeleteDecember means togetherness! And you brought that out in this poem.....
ReplyDeletedead woman and her stillness in a cold december morning
Love your uncle and his family!
ReplyDeleteGreat family and fun to get together too!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for gracing us with this! :o)
ReplyDeletelovely christmas poem - i enjoy december as well - the last days of a year that comes to an end before sth new starts...
ReplyDeleteIndulge away. Nice poem.
ReplyDeletehope for the new year and Christmas carols.. amazing :)
ReplyDeletebeautiful.
ReplyDeleteChristmas a wonderful time of yr, and you've captured it brilliantly:)
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