Saturday, December 23, 2006

The Stockings are not hung
The Children are not a sleep in their beds
The Tree still stands in the field

The Sparkle gone from the light

The Laughter and Cheer unheard
The Silence deafening as day nears its end

The Sugar Plums dance elsewhere this night

The Christmas Wishes driven from thought
The Reindeers Sleigh passes them by

The Morning has come with a grey streak of Dawn

The Poor Souls lie buried in snow
T’is this day, Their souls found Christmas

©Tobie Haga Roy

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