Merry Christmas From Intangible Hearts!

The desert wind blew me aside,

It fluttered my heart

Filled me with sighs....

WAIT!!!

(Screeching to a halt)

Before I suck you into another poem-

Let me just say I’m very happy to have found a new place-

A comfortable new home--

Where I've managed to reunite with old friends--

Hope to keep my desert friends--

And look forward to maintaining my

 wonderful Online friends too!

I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and 

massive freight cars full of success in the coming New Year!

At Christmas, let us rejoice because of this special birthday!!

If you believe--

He will untangle your worries-

One flickering light at a time.

Greetings from Fiona-(Still on the 'Naughty List'.)

Now for the POEM: 

(Once you've poured the nog, wassail or wine on Christmas Eve,

 you might want to use an Irish blessing

 or read my humble words below.)

A toast to the

  Intangible:

That feeling poets try to describe.

That secret--

 Lover’s share--

Undisclosed truths of the wise.

And real friends—well—

Need no laundry list of whys-

Need no litany of reasons—

Texting, emails-- trips to and fro-

Because friends—

The ones that count—

 Already know.

                                                                                      ----Eve Gaal