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Song For Christmas – Poem By Tom Ryan.

Song For Christmas. ©

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.

END.

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

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