Diary of A Countryside lady 22.11.2010@12.40
THE FIRST DAY OF CHRISTMAS @ THE INNOCENT RAILWAY
Could you imagine,
The first holly leaf
To delicate... heave
Itself from the safety of the bush.
Untouched.
Un-besmiched.
By sodden rain.
Forest green,
Gloss painted.
Lying slainted.
How apt.....I mean
Trapped
'tween
wind-bent grass blades.
Lying in the cold sunshades
Although it fell,
T''wasn't swell.
'Twasn't
There to tell,
The age old tale
And archaic song
To deck the halls with boughs of holly
Tra,la, la, la la,
'Twas its job.
Bah!
Did'st the others push
Or to shove?
It was too perfect
The little love.
I cradled it anew.
Home with me
Don't be blue.
You will last for all time.
While the other
Hand-made wreaths... will find
After nine
Days on the scrapheap,
Off they go.
Made for [temporary]show
But between the leaves
Of my book
You and you alone
Will be preserved for all time.
COpyright held @ AMC 2010
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