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A Wish At Christmas

A Wish At Christmas

Courtesy of Thurles Author & Poet Tom Ryan ©

The crib at Christmas, the colourful tree,
The cards, the presents, decorations.
And from this silent sitting-room
Far away in bed and wonderland
I hear the young and happy voices
Calling to the magic of that young time.
I hear the rush of bare and tiny feet
Through the carpeted kitchen to the room
By Santa lately visited.
I see the children and their mother there,
An eternal tableaux in the toys,
Children in their holly heaven
Of awe and brightest innocence.
And through a not unhappy tear
I wish and wish a while
In warmth and Christmas wonder,
The miracle of the moment now to linger,
Transcending all beneath the Christmas Star,
And in my holly heart I wish
I wish, oh wish to holly heaven
That I could be Santa forever.

END

Tom Ryan, “Iona”, Rahealty, Thurles, Co. Tipperary.

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