Dreams of a Butterfly

This blog contains materials originally intended for my school alumni -- from the Lycee Marie Curie in Saigon, Vietnam. It is by its original audience rather nostalgic and wistful, hence the butterfly, a reference to the well-known story by Zhuang Zi. The old boys and girls can sometimes, however, get quite academic and/or bawdy. The postings can be in English, French or Vietnamese. All postings are copyrighted. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

How can Christmas feel so cold

How can Christmas feel so cold
Is it the blizzard I read about in the news
The inches of snow that one is to move
The sight of kids all wrapped up and gloved
Rubbing their hands and stamping their feet
As they scamper about among the ice and the sleet
But here the sun is shining
The palm trees are swaying
People mill about in their tropical attire
Without any need for hearth or fire
Hands full of purchases for their loved ones
Visions of yam and taro to satisfy their bellies' wants
And yet
My mind just wonders
How can Christmas feel so cold.

posted by DTL | 7:34 PM

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