Friday, December 2, 2011

No Need for the Fireplace...

Hammock Moon hanging by threads unseen
     held up by the stars in the sky,
swaying softlly as you nod off and dream
     A cosmic cushion, an interstellar scene
replayed monthly but never quite the same
     something is always different,
there is an aspect that is always changed
     Tonight it is the warmth rising,
welcome but still suprising
     for though you can give the season's tidings
it is not the same without a white mantle
     and the winter's chill
The moon glows brighter, warmer
     the stars shine and sparkle
like ornaments on a Christmas tree
     for me the holiday season need not be cold
for there are other wonders one can see
    without having to bundle up like an eskimo
as in my favorite Christmas song
     when Nat told me so...
                12-02-11

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