How Softly Time Slipped Away
Flames flicker
Below a mantelpiece of memories
Mum chases her sewing
Through spectacles, sitting low
On a mellowed warm expression
Dad has aged in the armchair
His favourite pipe
Nestled in those once strong hands
Drawn curtains
Now dark and dull
Still hold in the secrets
The wallpaper has lost its magic
But still hangs, somewhat sadly
Behind the paintings, of artists dreams
There's a familiar warm smell
Tinged with lavender, I think!
I still remember
Dad would stoke the fire
And we would sit round the wireless
Listening to the 'Home Service'
Whilst outside
The snow laid in the moonlight
Watched over by a snowman
With a hat, scarf and carrot nose!
The air breathed Christmas
Carol singers sang!
Church bells rang!
And excitement filled our beds
As we tried to stay awake, for Santa
Yes, I remember!
How softly, time slipped away!
© Daviydh - Feelings Publications / 2006