In the first three months of winter
my gifts of love would be:
hot food and warmth and shelter
with health care plans for free.
In the next three months of springtime
my gifts of love would be:
some sturdy shoes and jumpers
and T-shirts, one, two, three.
In the balmy months of summer
my gifts of love would be:
a weekend in the mountains
and a trip down to the sea.
In the cooling months of autumn
my gifts of love would be:
a daily picnic basket
placed beneath a tree.
So my twelve strays of Christmas
might find a little cheer,
to ease their daily struggle
each day throughout the year.
Author notes
Waxing lyrical is one thing ~ but reality is quite another, so I've tried to keep this real.
A contest entry
- Poetic Bandits Mid-Month Contest by debilynn.
1750 points, ended December 31, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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The words "with health care plans for free" caught my eye because, of course, nothing's free except the air we breathe. Of course if you want to put air in your tires, most filling stations charge! I tried to use a free one the other day, but apparently at -10 deg F. the pump doesn't put out any more pressure than the tire already has!
When the weather gets this cold you can see all your tires getting flatter.
Give me four gifts of summer with trips to the mountains and sea... let someone else have my jumpers and T-shirts, thank you!
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well written. filled with great imagery. good rhythm and rhyme. thank you for sharing your talent. keep writing! God bless you always
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This is quite lovely, a well constructed poem full of good will and compassion, welcome gifts through out the year, how thoughtful!
Thanks for your entry.
Brother Dennis
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This is very very good, great idea if only we could do it. I really enjoyed this and good luck in this contest
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