Singing "The 12 Days of Christmas" was always part of my family's celebration. Today is the Twelfth Night, or Epiphany, when liturgical churches celebrate the visitation of the kings to the child Jesus. |
ness that was more a fiction than the truth,
we'd sing the song together and then I'd
belt out my line with all the boldness of my youth.
"Twelve Days" would have us going on awhile
and no one minded if the words became all jumbled
"Five golden rings!' - my line, quite loud - brought smiles
and then the rest would join in till we stumbled
to the pear tree's partridge that the lover brings.
The memory, it chastens me, reminding me that e'en mistakes
are better if with boldness, gusto, and a bit of noise one makes.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2015
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