greensleeves plays softly
acoustic guitar strums
eggnog with a cinnamon twist swirling
the tree with presents and lights twinkling
as do the eyes of a wondrous child waiting
for Saint Nicholas to pay his precious visit...
white snow glistens with a touch of flurries
and a cool sunset drifts upon the land.
a small gathering considers all who are here
those who can and soon will be here
and those who are here in our hearts
who have been called to distant places.
a pine candle or two flickers
on the mantel giving light
to the red fuzzy stockings that hang
all in a gentle row.
wishes for peace to all
above and beyond each ones beliefs
with the many so different collections
of that wish
just as so many ways of love
manifest our earthly human soul.
the gifts of the Christmas
come not all in shiny packages
with ribbon and bows
but those wrapped presents
are simply one sign
of all the gifts we hold dear
this special holiday season.