Cast golden rims to trees and things
Casting shadows on the ground
Moving fast it fades to grey
Here it starts another day
It’s Christmas day
And time to play
Open prezzies,
Have some fun
Lots of food, a big fat tum
Others pull the covers high
And later have a little cry
For those they’ve lost
Or far away
For some it’s just
A sad, sad day
A quiet reflection on the meaning of Christmas and on what a sad time it is for some.
Alistair J Parker
25th December
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