Adventus
The white candles.
The evergreen twigs.
The Christmas decorations.
Every year it's the same.
The candle of Peace
Is lighted
But then it goes out
For there is no Peace.
The candle of Love
Is lighted
But then it goes out
For there is no Love.
The candle of Faith
Is lighted
But then it goes out
For there is no Faith.
And then the child comes
Into the room
And the candle of Hope
Is lighted.
The white candles.
The evergreen twigs.
The Christmas decorations.
Every year it's the same.
Such a melancholy poem. I like it. Thanks for visiting my blog.
ReplyDeleteAnd so ad infinitum.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kass. I enjoyed looking at the old cigarette ads.
ReplyDeleteIt's hope that springs eternal Pat. It's the best we've got going for us when we think mistakenly things can't get worse.
ReplyDeleteKass there's a poem Fag Ash Lil you might enjoy, or maybe not. Don't hold your breath just enter fag Ash Lil in the blog search box. It's an ode for those wishing to kick the habit rather than the bucket.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes to you and yours
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