christmas' are for snow curled mops of hair, rosey noses & icy eyelashes. for friend & family all huddled round the puzzle table, a good game & bowl of nuts. for chocolate indulgences & fireplace fancies. for the gasps, the giggles, the grins, crackle of christmas paper shredded by uncontainable excitement. for matchbox cars, clementines & brightly coloured socks. for decedent meals, turkey laced with cranberry, sweet potato stuffing & rum raisin pie, shared between kindred spirits. for soul restoring hibernation, snug amungst the twisted blankets & billowy pillows. for memory making, memory staking, memories relived & reinvented. for story telling, tale spinning under the silvery cold moon. for little linus' proclamation, for the grinch & his heart now three sizes grown, for drummer boys & wise men gathered under a star. for pear trees & partridges. for chimney smoke, roasted pine & maple embers, candles dripping long with ambience. for snow weighed branches bowed low in reverence of the winter wonderland bestowed upon their laden limbs. for long fireside chats, dreams all a glow. for sleigh rides & parkas fringed with fur. for wet mittens, woolen hats & drippy floors. for movie popcorn popping nights, snug as a bug in a rug nights, laughter lighting, soul inspiring, long winter nights. for burrowing deep in books & ideas & companionship. for grizzled soul now rendered tender. for window watching, snow snug hills & footprint setting.
christmas' are a noisy yet quieting place, a dreaming yet sobering place, a rushful yet restful place.
oh yes, i have received many gifts this christmas. some of them wrapped in boxes & bags, perfect packages. some enveloped in warmth & seasonal colour. others wrapped in blankety snow & chill. but all wrapped in love. from a father to a daughter.
thank you Lord Jesus. for how you love me so.