Christmas day part 1
Winding road leading where
Children playing without a care
Idyllic setting picturesque view
Wet under foot morning dew
Wrapped up warm gloves and scarf
Steady footing on the uneven path
Christmas day walk before the fight
Arguments forgotten by the fall of night
Time to kill, where shall we go
No need to rush, take it slow
Through the field or maybe the beach
If we’re lucky we might miss the queen’s speech
Past a sign that has no bearing
Beside a gate that’s long past caring
Near a brook that runs by a field
Dilapidated church partly concealed
Remove foliage nettles and grass
Just enough to enable us to pass
In through the opening what will we find?
Eerily spooky, deathly quiet, thoughtful mind
Picturing what once would have been
Lost in my imagination creating the scene
Community spirit everyone pulling together
Hardworking attitude never say never
Not long left, almost time to head back
Cloud filled sky heavy and black
Retracing steps back to the path
Soon be home warm hands by the hearth
Through the window watching snow fall
Covering traces of footprints one and all
Conversations, television drink or four
Hopefully not falling flat on the floor
Food to enjoy and later games to play
A happy ending to a happy Christmas day
Off to bed wrapped up warm and tight
Safe inside from the harsh winter’s night
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