Monday, November 24, 2014


circa 1913

Sitting under the
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
One last candle burning low,
All the sleepy dancers gone,
Just one candle burning on,
Shadows lurking everywhere:
Some one came, and... 

Tired I was; my head would go
Nodding under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
No footsteps came, no voice, but only,
Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely,
Stooped in the still and shadowy air
Lips unseen—and

Walter de la Mare


Patty said...

Awesome blog!!! Thank you for including my item

NeverTooOld said...

Hiya Patty,
Thanks so much for the wonderful comment and glad you stopped by. Would be great to have you follow the blog!

Sophie Juramy said...

Hi Dave!
Loving that poem! Really sweet and charming!
Merry Christmas to you and your family!

NeverTooOld said...

Hi Sophie! Hope you and yours enjoyed a wonderful Christmas Eve and Day! Wish you Prosperity and much success in 2015!! Happy New Year!