A Little Poem For Christmas

Does the sun not rise from the south?

Do the fires within you grow?

Life's ebbs bring new passions -

Towards spring when you may sow.

Winter has its subtle charms,

Though in each of us is felt a sting

From the icy gaze of Fate -

Who decides what tomorrow may bring.

I'll preach no mantra on wise choices,

Or the power of focused free will;

Instead I'll remember that you love,

And hold you in memory still.

Mortals have ego to sustain our hopes

That bad fates we may outrun;

Give this season to another, love,

And to them become a rising sun.

I'll post again before the Holidays, so I'll see you soon.

By the way, I've recently published an anthology of my 2013 poetry - Rori's Poetry 2013.  You can find it at Smashwords, and other fine ebook retailers - and it's FREE!  

To check out these poems and my other works at Smashwords, just use this link to my bio page, where you can start perusing: About Rori O'Keeffe 

Peace and cheers!