The Chill and the Rain

That Silent Moment

You arrived with the late September rain
In misty moonlight, up on Mason’s Hill
Huddling close in an early autumn chill
As lightening strikes lit a darkened sky

Walking hand in hand down St Cuthbert’s Lane
Then over to the Park by the river
A cold north wind blew making us shiver
As I carved our names in the old oak tree

The years have come and gone sweet Mary Jane
It was us together sharing delights
Kisses in the rain and long summer nights
With that special look you have in your eye

The thought of ever loosing you gives me pain
The chill and the rain was where it began
When we met our love was never the plan
In that silent moment our hearts ran free

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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A Christmas Poem

Dreams of the Morrow

Tinsel bright by starlight mingle
Baubles twinkle with festive memories
As lights are dimmed and candles lit
Shadows flicker in holiday cheer

Footsteps crunch on fresh snow fallen
Downy flakes dance on misty moonbeams
Then back inside for warmth of fire
And to bed to dream of the morrow

As a snowy dawn gently breaks
Church bells echo in the stillness
Carols and songs fill excited air
Then Presents opened and cherished

Customs old and new begin the day
Late risers and arrivals just in time
For roast turkey, deserts and drink
All feed fully and drink most freely

On this late midwinter day
…this day of togetherness
…this day of good cheer
On this day of Christmas

Happy Christmas to one and all!

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved