Berries
Spray of scarlet berries
behind mother's nursing home,
not holly but just as gay,
with Christmas coming on.
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I love you mother, very
-- each berry is a gem
sold to keep you here,
each arterial blood red.
Christopher T. George
Berries
Spray of scarlet berries
behind mother's nursing home,
not holly but just as gay,
with Christmas coming on.
div>
I love you mother, very
-- each berry is a gem
sold to keep you here,
each arterial blood red.
Christopher T. George
Christopher T. George
Editor, Ripperologist
Editor, Loch Raven Review
http://christophertgeorge.blogspot.com/
Chris on Flickr and on MySpace
Nice one Cris. Love it.
Thank you, Lindy and Pablo.
C
Christopher T. George
Editor, Ripperologist
Editor, Loch Raven Review
http://christophertgeorge.blogspot.com/
Chris on Flickr and on MySpace
Lovely Chris. Your sentiments re your Mum are so heartfelt. Good luck to her and you. Your poem also reflects the changing of the seasons both in human life and in the natural world. Wonderful.
Thank you, Partsky, for your kind words and sympathy, and once more to Gerry for your interest and support.
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Christopher T. George
Editor, Ripperologist
Editor, Loch Raven Review
http://christophertgeorge.blogspot.com/
Chris on Flickr and on MySpace
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