News Item: : For Mum
(Category: Tait)
Posted by taitcha
Saturday 26 December 2009 - 15:32:13
12/23/09
Tobacco’s sweet flavor
Is burnt in the air
As we savor hot chocolate
With travel-worn care
We’d sung in the evening
Old wayfaring tunes
Warm blankets around us
Now quiet resumes
Beside us, the coal fire
Blazes bright blue
When morning light breaks
Our adventure is through
So, silent and drowsy
We keep the fire fed
We keep the fire going
Though no words are said
And the heady aroma
Of black cherry tea
Will remind me in future
Of you here with me
The mountains we’d climbed
Were hard on our feet
Our boots are now dusty
The soles incomplete
We can’t quite be happy
Now nighttime has come
When dark turns to day
Our adventure is done
Black cherries, tobacco
Hot chocolate and tea
Small comfort, but comfort
For you and for me
This news item is from Such Desperate Haste
( http://www.taitcha.net/e107/news.php?extend.240 )
(Category: Tait)
Posted by taitcha
Saturday 26 December 2009 - 15:32:13
12/23/09
Tobacco’s sweet flavor
Is burnt in the air
As we savor hot chocolate
With travel-worn care
We’d sung in the evening
Old wayfaring tunes
Warm blankets around us
Now quiet resumes
Beside us, the coal fire
Blazes bright blue
When morning light breaks
Our adventure is through
So, silent and drowsy
We keep the fire fed
We keep the fire going
Though no words are said
And the heady aroma
Of black cherry tea
Will remind me in future
Of you here with me
The mountains we’d climbed
Were hard on our feet
Our boots are now dusty
The soles incomplete
We can’t quite be happy
Now nighttime has come
When dark turns to day
Our adventure is done
Black cherries, tobacco
Hot chocolate and tea
Small comfort, but comfort
For you and for me
This news item is from Such Desperate Haste
( http://www.taitcha.net/e107/news.php?extend.240 )