The Christmas Season
written by: Linda Dobinson
@LindaDobinson27
As long winter night’s settle on the land
brightly shine the lights of man
keeping the darkness at bay.
Well wrapped up against the cold without
we search for the warmth within
each other and ourselves
at this special time of year.
Everywhere joyful music blares out
gladdening hearts and loosening tongues
as we cannot help but sing along.
Loved ones across the miles are brought near
by words and gifts carried in sacks
on cheerful postman’s backs.
Young minds are enthralled
as the myth of Santa Claus is handed down
while older ones ponder on deeper meanings.
I was born in Croydon, England but grew up in Barbados. When I was 17 we returned to London. The fast pace of life was exciting, the shops fabulous but the cold - not so good. Although I do not like the cold and never will, I did like the changing seasons. In summer I love the long evenings but in winter I love the long nights. Spring means 'goodbye cold', and the colours of autumn are inspiring.
I like reading, writing poetry, cats, baking cakes and F1 - not necessarily in that order.
I have published three volumes of poetry. My second book ENCOUNTER is No. 1 on Amazon Kindle.
I like reading, writing poetry, cats, baking cakes and F1 - not necessarily in that order.
I have published three volumes of poetry. My second book ENCOUNTER is No. 1 on Amazon Kindle.
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