A Dorchester ChristmasA Poem by Bill MacEachern
A Dorchester Christmas
Triple deckers decked in lights Mostly colors, some just white Christmas trees all dressed in tinsel Glow at night though curtain windows Kids with shovels dot the streets Digging out from Christmas Eve Some with smiles, some with frowns All can’t wait to run back home In our clan was seven kids We shared gifts like Irish twins Sisters got their stereo Brothers played their pool table On Christmas Day in Dorchester Some gifts came from Globe Santa Three sisters and four brothers We had less and more than others Bill MacEachern December 13, 2023 © 2023 Bill MacEachern |
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