Christmas Past
by Carice
Williams
Each Christmas I
remember
The ones of long
ago;
I see our
mantelpiece
adorned
With stockings
in a row.
Each Christmas
finds me
dreaming
Of days that
used to be,
When we hid
presents here
and there,
For all the
family.
Each Christmas I
remember
The fragrance in
the air,
Of roasting
turkey and mince
pies
And cookies
everywhere.
Each Christmas
finds me longing
For Christmases
now past,
And I am back in
childhood
As long as
memories last. |