Never Too Old
NEVER TOO OLD
wild as man himself
those fantasy images
puzzling nature sings –
cross the moon that heav’n born sleigh,
his hearty voice, “ho, ho, hey!”
winter’s swirling wind
with chimney feet sent moaning,
how it sparks the flame,
how yuletide dreams join the dance,
fancy reindeer’s rooftop prance
christmas for children?
nay! one is never too old
to catch the spirit,
vision elves upon the stairs
blowing stardust everywhere
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