The Christmas Tree

The loft rests quiet and still in the night. Boxes lay hushed and hidden out of sight. Decorations sit, itching to return. Patience is needed, waiting must be learned.   Summer rolls on slowly, bit by bit. Ornaments become bored as they sit. Dreaming of music and candles and bells, They are craving those distinct …

Beneath the music

I awoke from my slumber as the fairy lights were slowly coming into focus - flickering and almost out of battery due to the fact I’d put them up in the middle of November in a rush of festive excitement. A week to go, and I had already opened all the windows in my advent …

Dear Autumn

Cozy evenings, warm hugs, wooly jumpers, pretty mugs.   Oh Autumn dear I love you so, I can't bear it when you go. So I will try to save my cheer, and wait for you another year.   Harsh mornings, cold rain, chapped lips, aching pain.   Oh Autumn dear I hate you so, I …