(Picture Credit - TheSun co uk)
In this quiet corner of
Cleethorpes
Serene somnolence soothes
my soul.
Growling dark clouds make
it feel like night
Lying above the whispering
mists
On this dank dreary day,
Though mild this year.
The sun rose at eight
fourteen
And will fall at three
forty two.
For it is indeed the
shortest day
Of 2017.
Tomorrow will be
A whole Two Seconds
Longer.
So by around the twenty
fifth
Of this December month
We’ll reach that time
When the Ancients saw it
getting lighter
And chose to Celebrate
Big Time.
For so the Festive Season
Began
All to Enjoy.
Many a religion has
latched onto this
Annual Event.
So it’s Party Time
All over the World.
Time to reflect
And turn our eyes
Towards the Future.
Hoping again for Peace and
Love
To Everyone.
Paul
Butters
© PB 21\12\2017.
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