This is lovely Bob. Very sweet and nostalgic, Christmas is a time to 
remember people we have loved and lost and better to remember the good times 
with no ill feelings than dwell on  missed opportunities and regrets. A lot 
is said in this simply written poem. bw sally J

>From: Bob Cooper <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
>Date: Sat, 11 Dec 2004 16:32:40 +0000
>
>At long last, here's a poem for some C&C:
>and, as is often the case, the words between asterixes are supposed to be 
>read in italics - they're a snippet from a song by Mud that was in the UK 
>charts so many years ago!
>
>
>It Came Upon The Midnight Clear
>
>It was Christmas Eve, we’d all been singing
>and a half-empty half-bottle of Bells
>warmed in my hand in one overcoat pocket
>and your hand held mine in the other
>as our shoes squeaked on the snow.
>
>Maybe you were singing softly - *It’ll be lonely
>this Christmas, lonely and cold* -
>maybe I sang too, maybe not,
>that might have been the song that year -
>then under a streetlight you almost slipped
>
>and we embraced, chilled nose to warm cheek,
>and your eyes were clear light.
>I don’t care what’s become of you
>or of me. We moved on. Only this happened,
>and only for as long as this poem.
>
>Bob Cooper