The Warming Glow
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David Harris
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The warming glow of an open fire
takes away the all the misery
of long winter nights
when you are on your own.
The dancing flames crackle
and light up pictures
of many yesterdays.
Sitting in a chair
we close our eyes
and dream of times gone by,
the children with smiling faces
as they wait in anticipation
of Christmas Eve and Day
with stockings hung on the mantelpiece,
and presents under the tree.
The morning arrives
with excited voices
as stockings are emptied
and presents are open.
Looking outside the sky is grey
waiting for the snow to fall
and a white blanket to cover the ground.
People are singing of a white Christmas
that has finally come to pass.
With icicles hanging from the eves
as smoke billows from the chimneys
now Christmas has arrived
with smiles on everyone face
and peace to all.
6 December 2015
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