Sleigh All Day

All bundled up from head to toe... 

We climbed up the Hill with our 

Red Sleds in tow in the newly fallen Snow... 

The bright Red Cardinals were flying around 

like The Red Baron in his Airplane seeking Adventure. 

We could hear the Sleigh Bells as Neighbors were 

on their way to worship at the Church in the Valley.  

Red Poinsettas smiled as we glided down into 

a Wonderland of glistening ice cycles like 

Chimes in the midst of heavenly bliss.  

Snow Angels kissed each little Sparrow 

where seeds of blessings were sprinkled... 

 

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

This brought me back to my childhood, Pat. I remember dragging my sled to the top of the hill to ride down....total happiness and all smiles. my daddy would sometimes sit on the sled with me. Nice memories. This season seems to bring us all back to a simpler happier time! Your poem is a lovely happy snapshot, Pat. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

Lydi dear... a snapshot is always at the top of our
Holiday wish. Eggnog and cookies and memories
of a Star that shines for every one that believes in
Candles burning ... and hearts yearning for hope, health and happiness. Blessings when love and giving
bring us together. Love and Goodwill... tenderly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

"now Angels kissed each little Sparrow

where seeds of blessings were sprinkled... "

[Sami Khalil]

"Red Poinsettas smiled as we glided down into

a Wonderland of glistening ice cycles like

Chimes in the midst of heavenly bliss. "

[Sami Khalil]

Fun-filled poem with lovely reminiscing of precious moments. You reminded me of the majestic snow-capped mountains of Lebanon in my childhood even during a civil war. Happy Fun...

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sami... thank you for sharing your childhood... lovely to know you are warm and not in a war... somehow poetry gives us a tapestry of flowers and birds to color our days with moments of praise. Bless you and be safe and secure in the prayers ascending.
tenderly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

All true and well said. You are welcome.

[Cherrie Palmer]

I didn't even have to dust off the memory of my old sled. It feels like yesterday my cousins and I would drag in the house with rosy cheeks and fingers burning cold. :) thank you, I loved the trip you took us on.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie... love how you refer to not having to dust off the memory of your old sled. Yes, we all spent Winters on Sleds weathering the Course where
Reindeer fly. Come sit by the Fire and warm your toes and your nose. Tis the Season to be Merry.
tenderly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and the days seem to last so much longer then...

[Patricia Wedel]

Hello Jacob... when we were young, we had endless energy and long days... now we have minds for poetry and dreams are dancing in the new Moon beams to catch a falling Star. gently, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

You brought me back to Snoopy's Christmas...when he and the Red Baron toasted each other,

and there was peace, at least for the day.
Sledding was always fun, especially if it was on a day when school was canceled...
Like Lydi said...simpler, happier times.

[Patricia Wedel]

Holiday Cheer... as we make a Toast to all the Poets that rhyme in three quarters time... around mistletoe and twinkling evergreen trees. Thanks for your touch of silver bells and holly. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Jacob... simpler, happier times are wishes for the New Year... where miracles are on the to do list.
truly, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

I couldn’t quite help myself by saying this has a Santa feel to it mixed in with the colours of the festive season . 😀

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Andrew... lovely to see your new Avatar...
reminds me of Burl Ives singing folk songs... which we listened to on our "smart TV" just this morning. I love when he sings "Foggy foggy Dew". Yes, it is the
"Santa" time of Year when we hold our loved ones close. May the colors of the festive season bring
memories of sleigh bells children singing Carols.
gently, Pat

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

Merry Christmas to young and old...
as snow flurries fall on red berries
on Holly trees decorated with birds
of colors that light our world in
healing rainbow hues. the Author, Pat