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READERS’ POETRY: From the Bury Free Press of Friday, January 9

Readers' poetry
Readers' poetry

This week, we have two poems, a belated Christmas poem, written by Ken Byrom for his grandchildren, and a poem by 10-yar-ol Holly Aliace Warne.


After the Angels visit the shepherds went on their way

To find the new born Christ child who in a manger lay

The little shepherds’ daughter followed close behind

But as she walked along the way she had something on her mind

She had no gift to take with her to give the new born king

She searched all her belongings but could not find a thing

As she continued in dismay the snow began to fall

Then suddenly she realised that it wasn’t snow at all

But lots of tiny white flowers falling from the sky

She scooped some up into her arms and tears fell from her eyes

Her tears were tears of happiness her tears were tears of joy

For now she had the perfect gift for Mary’s baby boy



The river’s a dancer

Swirling and twirling

Sprinting and bright

Sparkling and whirling

The river’s a giant

Stomping and bumping.

He crashes over the rocks

All the while jumping

The river’s a child

Sprinting and leaping

Full of life and energy

Never sleeping

The river’s an old lady

Weaving slowly through

The fields laughing

With glee until she stops



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