Where is my Christmas spirit
it’s in the Midnight Mass
and it’s waiting for me
as I drift off to sleep
it will be there on Christmas morning
under the Christmas tree
in the gifts I give and receive
it’s in the Christmas cocktail
the cream and the brandy
and in the bottle of wine
in my cousin’s potato salad
in my own plum pudding
and I see it as I cross the road
and go round the corner
it’s right next to the post box
and on top of my cupboard
in that old shoebox
it’s among the small children
and in the old people’s home
it’s hidden away in the calendar
hanging behind the door
it’s in the local park
and down along the beach
in the shop window
and the shopping rush
it’s still in my old school
and in a friend’s smile
it’s in my lover’s eyes
and with the fishermen
boating under the bridge
and along the railway line
flowing beside the ocean

Copyright    Sandra Roe