Happy Friday Everyone!
My chosen poem today is another Christmas poem and one I have recently discovered. The poem is by the English poet Wendy Cope (1945).
Motorway Music
At last, in spite of everything,
The moment does arrive.
This year it was on Christmas Eve,
Teatime, M25,
When I switched on the radio
And heard 'Nowell, Nowell',
And had to join in singing for
The King of Isreal,
Along with half the choirs on earth
And all the choirs of Heaven,
As I drove through the pouring rain,
Approaching junction 7.
And then my passenger woke up
And came in with his bass.
I wanted to see happiness
Like ours on every face.
In every car. The traffic slowed.
The queue went on and on.
The sound of trumpets introduced
Another Christmas song.
Who cares about a traffic jam
While herald angels sing?
Each year the moment does arrive,
In spite of everything.
Wendy Cope
Happy Reading
Lady Book Dragon 
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