WISHING YOU A HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND A PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR
We all have friends in other lands; friends whom we love to call our own;
We may not grasp them by the hands, - but are our wishes thither blown?
The lonely settler silent stands; the night breeze fans the firebrands;
There�s much on earth which is unknown; I fancy he is not alone!
The sun is rising in the East, the morning light is cold and clear;
The lion leaves his midnight feast, the jackal slinks away in fear;
The sky with golden lines is creased; good luck to all, both man and beast;
To all our friends, both far and near, a prosp�rous, happy, bright New Year!
From
Steve Robinson
AKA Shakari
Image copyright Steve Robinson. Poem by Brian Brooke