they said her tears were crystal in the story books
they said many things:
the heart has reasons of its own:
reasons for leaving.
in the carol there's no grieving
the sound of bells the cascading sound
of golden rings
the partridge with its ruby eye
set in the branching silvery tree.
thus in the season of His birth
the children skipping in the summer shade
maid to maid and like a rosy chain
vanished into the wintry parade
so the silhouettes of paper, snowed
figures of the long ago
cast on a shadowed screen
seem sometimes to resemble us
woke out of a Christmas dream.
mary angela douglas 18 october 2017
they said many things:
the heart has reasons of its own:
reasons for leaving.
in the carol there's no grieving
the sound of bells the cascading sound
of golden rings
the partridge with its ruby eye
set in the branching silvery tree.
thus in the season of His birth
the children skipping in the summer shade
maid to maid and like a rosy chain
vanished into the wintry parade
so the silhouettes of paper, snowed
figures of the long ago
cast on a shadowed screen
seem sometimes to resemble us
woke out of a Christmas dream.
mary angela douglas 18 october 2017
