Friday, December 24, 2010

Tenth Day Of Christmas - A Poem





Every minute that goes a-ticking
Every breath exhaled
Every feeling goes a-flippin’
Every gift exchanged
           
Is like a code
Unlocks a treasure-trove
A place we can truly call home.
Thro all centuries
Each gesture has its stories,
           
From Bethlehem’s Child’s
To the streetwise’
It’s all a chain reaction
Our individual lives a piece of the action.
           
Christmas is for us
Christmas is a part of us.
           
           
           
Eneh
           
            
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