Today and Time Past
TODAY AND TIME PAST
I feel the wind SWEEP up the brae:
SWEEP I my gaze into far ago.
FAR the stars of Christmas are, long away
CHRISTMAS some two thousand years or so.
YEAR’S darkest evening is here.
HERE is my family - safe from harm.
FAMILY hands reach for the warming fire,
HANDS at travail in this hill farm.
(For Dr. Ram Mehta’s contest CHRISTMAS WREATH)
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