Guest writer Alfie Edge gives us a Christmas poem for this festive season.
Turn on the winter lights,
To guide through afternoon shadows.
Crunching feet in pillow snow
passing steamed pub windows.
Underneath winter lights,
the blurred buzz of mistletoe risk;
My heart, Lord’s a leaping.
Tell the warm winter lights:
to bury my heart in Christmas
and melt the cold earth around,
Until next year, my love.