A Song For Christmas Coming

“A Song For Christmas Coming” By Author & Poet Tom Ryan.

Not all the gifts in bright lit windows
In all the Christmas shops in town
Shall I now choose,
But prefer to sit in silence and reflect
On the joy you are to me.

There is no present you can buy,
Though you parcel up creation,
That will bring more sparkle to my eye
Than the love I have for you.

I sing sweet carols under the stars
And hymns by the Milky Way,
And I am happy wandering,
In dreams, to gently touch
Your hand, your face, your eyes, your soul,
And, contemplating bliss, a kiss,
There is no happy Christmas if there is not this.

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