Christmas Day,
Touches of blue sky.
The clouds appear to have their breath back
After the last two days of rushing, manically North West,
Thrashing rain and sleet at the windows.
The countryside is at peace with itself once more.
Yet the people?
Still they rush manically around in their houses, on the roads,
Fighting each other to be 'happy' at Christmas
While turkeys get burnt, gravy boats clatter to the floor and,
'That pink scarf?' What possessed you to buy that!:
As tempers fray and alcohol bites acidly at the stomach.
Christmas Day -
A time of goodwill to all men (and women too).
Just when has that ever happened?
Touches of blue sky.
The clouds appear to have their breath back
After the last two days of rushing, manically North West,
Thrashing rain and sleet at the windows.
The countryside is at peace with itself once more.
Yet the people?
Still they rush manically around in their houses, on the roads,
Fighting each other to be 'happy' at Christmas
While turkeys get burnt, gravy boats clatter to the floor and,
'That pink scarf?' What possessed you to buy that!:
As tempers fray and alcohol bites acidly at the stomach.
Christmas Day -
A time of goodwill to all men (and women too).
Just when has that ever happened?
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