Christmas in Rural Japan
As December rolls around again,
Another year comes to an end,
Another Christmas, snow on the trees,
As our town, Mori, begins to freeze.
Our little mountain village by the stream,
A natural paradise, 'small town dream',
Garden of Eden, far from the city,
Green and silent, snow bound and misty.
High above the plains of Matsusaka,
In a rustic area called Iitaka,
A rural place not far from Nara,
Our very own Earthly 'Nirvana'.
Christmas in the Land of the Rising Sun,
With my darling love, it’s always fun,
A heavenly angel to be sure,
This life with her, who could ask for more?
Christmas Carols, a 'Nativity Scene',
The fruit cake is hot, and the tea is green,
A parcel from siblings, cards from friends,
And New Year wishes, our family sends.
Japan has become our second home,
"New Year's" with the locals, 'when in Rome …'
Drinking 'sa-ke', hearing tunes on a fife,
Were we Japanese in a previous life?
Enjoying a stroll by the river,
Embracing what life here will deliver,
Our years in Japan, what an adventure,
My love and I, living it together.
In Mori Town, which the mountains surround,
The soft falling snow makes hardly a sound,
Noel, Yuletide, in this white winter zone,
Christmas in Japan, in our 'home sweet home'.
Copyright ⓒ Chris Ryall 2012