permanent Christmas has come to stay
we said to ourselves when we were crying
because they had taken the Tree away
on which he was dying.
the tree so green and full of light
became the sorrow of that night
mid afternoon burned in its flight
and they drowned the Sun.
somehow in childhood's Kingdom comes
we felt the light and the shadow some
not that we knew or understood
but there was gloom in the neighborhood wood
in the trees that were felled and then decked out
and carried away out of our house and gone was the gold
and the silver too the apples and pinecones the ornaments few
a glory had passed and we didn't know why
and that is why we began to cry and said to ourselves
with our angels nigh
still on that day
permanent Christmas came to stay.
mary angela douglas 24 march
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