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
4 comments:
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Hiya Patty,
Thanks so much for the wonderful comment and glad you stopped by. Would be great to have you follow the blog!
Hi Dave!
Loving that poem! Really sweet and charming!
Merry Christmas to you and your family!
JOYEUX NOÊL!
Sophie
Hi Sophie! Hope you and yours enjoyed a wonderful Christmas Eve and Day! Wish you Prosperity and much success in 2015!! Happy New Year!
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