“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It Goes On.”
Robert Frost

Saturday, December 23, 2017

Merry And Bright

Merry Christmas to you my friends! 
Wishing you all the best this season brings!






Thought I would share this digitally altered vintage photo (above) and a little peek into my office...







Christmas Fancies

    By 
    
When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow,
    We hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago.
            And etched on vacant places,
            Are half forgotten faces
    Of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know -
    When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow.

    Uprising from the ocean of the present surging near,
    We see, with strange emotion that is not free from fear,
            That continent Elysian
            Long vanished from our vision,
    Youth's lovely lost Atlantis, so mourned for and so dear,
    Uprising from the ocean of the present surging near.

    When gloomy gray Decembers are roused to Christmas mirth,
    The dullest life remembers there once was joy on earth,
            And draws from youth's recesses
            Some memory it possesses,
    And, gazing through the lens of time, exaggerates its worth,
    When gloomy gray December is roused to Christmas mirth.

    When hanging up the holly or mistletoe, I wish
    Each heart recalls some folly that lit the world with bliss.
            Not all the seers and sages
            With wisdom of the ages
    Can give the mind such pleasure as memories of that kiss
    When hanging up the holly or mistletoe, I wish.

    For life was made for loving, and love alone repays,
    As passing years are proving for all of Time's sad ways.
            There lies a sting in pleasure,
            And fame gives shallow measure,
    And wealth is but a phantom that mocks the restless days,
    For life was made for loving, and only loving pays.

    When Christmas bells are pelting the air with silver chimes,
    And silences are melting to soft, melodious rhymes,
            Let Love, the world's beginning,
            End fear and hate and sinning;
    Let Love, the God Eternal, be worshiped in all climes
    When Christmas bells are pelting the air with silver chimes.
 

See you in the New Year!
~ Diane ~