Keith D Trestrail Poet Sonnet

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The Night Before Christmas

Late is the hour and nigh is the morrow
  yet a Little Drummer Boy plays his drum;
and upon the man of peace and sorrow
  shone an eternal light heavenly from.
Bells are ringing and Santa’s on his way,
  and while children stir from their restless sleep
they listen for a fat man in a sleigh -
  their hearts to gladden and their eyes to peep.
Soon will break that first nativity light
  when first born was the Child Christ prophesied;
and I, a weary creature of the night,
  will see in again its dawning Yuletide.
When closed are my eyes to the beating drum -
hark! A new born King pa rum pum pum pum!


            Written: December 1991

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