In the days of long Ago

One day, we gather around the fire,
Eat and sip warm drinks
in thanks for all we have.

The next day, as if to purge ourselves
of any of  the warmth of hearth and home.
We awake before dawn.

We rush into the lines of traffic,
the masses of souls pushing  each other.
Complain and wait to stroke our credit cards.

Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah!
The bells and the red kettles beside
smiling, shivering volunteers.

I miss the days my grandma remembered.
Hunting a tree in the pasture,
A stocking with fruit and candy,

Eight candles in the night.
Thinking of why we have so much.
Hoping our children remember that one day.

About these ads

7 Responses so far »

  1. 3

    Nizy said,

    Hey there, I have an award for you over at my place Blogger of The Year 2012 Award here’s the link→ http://nackynice.wordpress.com/2012/11/27/its-your-time-to-shine-blog-of-the-year-2012-award/ Congratulations!

    • 4

      beebeesworld said,

      Thanks, Nizy-I have one star-i would love to add yours! I will have to figure out how-and get back and recommend some more bloggers-I will keep your post on my board till i can work on it. Best wishes beebeesworld

  2. 5

    simon7banks said,

    “As if to purge ourselves”… powerful.

  3. 6

    Antoine said,

    Hey there, beautiful poem, it moved me a lot ! Thank you for your words. I’m sure you can read that to your children and that they will remember. The candles still shine in memories. Love and hugs. Antoine


Comment RSS · TrackBack URI

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,096 other followers

%d bloggers like this: