Seasons Greetings

The season has come,

Tree's of light,

Houses light the streets at night,

With Carol singing heard about,

Excited children running around,

Mince pies with a dollop of cream,

Maybe a glass of mulled wine,

Advent calendars with open doors,

Leading to the night before,

With Christmas presents under the tree,

That special one for you from me,

For the perfect gift is that present day,

To spend it in your own special way, 

Santa 

 

A Message for a Christmas Scrooge

No time to sleep within a world of dreams,

With winter tales of Xmas past,

With Christmas looming a present day,

New Years future who can say,

Gifted with words and verse,

A Christmas Carol,

To capture the hearts,

Even if you are called Scrooge,

To Wander

To wander with one's thoughts,

Memories of the mind,

Lost in time,

Distance far behind,

Memories made to last,

Until the end of time,

Faces,

Places,

Dates and times,

To this present moment,

With this precious time,

On a chosen path,

To make memories,

That will last,

A life time..........

Memento Mori

Heartbeat

To Listen to the heartbeats,

An individual sound,

Combined as one,

Thunder in the clouds,

Heralds the down pour,

Of heavy rain coming down,

Like teardrops flowing,

Staining the ground,

Never forget the lessons of regret,

Have we not learned......

Words

Some words will touch a heart,

Some words will touch a soul,

Some words will touch a conscience,

Some words will touch a generation as they grow old,

Words lead to action,

Be careful what you speak,

Careful what one seeks,

A testament of time,

Silence Speaks Louder Then Words

A Pause

A pause upon a line,

That comma of a kind,

This break to seek the words,

To express the sadness behind,

For every drop of blood,

A tear is shed,

That stain upon the earth,

Tattooed it will remain,

Of innocence is the loss,

Written will be the words,

Of regret in time,

Tears of the Clown

To Walk in a Circle

To walk in a circle for a millionth time,

Round and round a path defined,

A circular route one chose to walk,

In a roundabout way not lost for a day,

The start of an ending one would say,

Circle of Life