christmas poem

sense of hope can be found
within the folds of paper
wrapped tightly around a box
and a pinned pink bow on top

under the tree you will find
these parcels of gifts bunched up
under the sparkleing lights of the tree
waiting for the midnight call of laughter

the day awakens its time to unwrap
the sound of ripeing has engulfed the house
the hope of happyness has come to light
under the sparkleing lights.
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Posted: Dec 2010

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agoodguy2have
"the sound of ripeing has engulfed the house
the hope of happyness has come to light"...you've covered most of the senses here scarwolve...well done, merry christmas. ;-)
caroljoyce
Happy and atmospheric. A skilful piece. You capture this element very well.
cjchristmas happy
scarwolve
thanksbanana
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