Drinking Under the Moon

"Poetry and hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. All you can do is go where they can find you" – A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

Christmas Wish

I used my christmas wish on you,

as I did my birthday too.

I wished upon a shooting star

that you might come from where you are

to give a christmas gift of love

a christmas kiss sent from above.


I waited for the blackened skies,

and till the rain could hide my sighs.

This winter time when it is love, my dear,

that warms our hearts to banish fear.


I closed my eyes and thought of you,

of all those things i’d die to do

And whispered out my little prayer

and prayed as hard as I could dare.


Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s


This entry was posted on December 30, 2015 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , .
%d bloggers like this: