Christmas Is
It is my favorite holiday.

The cards we send across the miles;
Radiating love with our smiles,
Watching the snowflakes gently fall;
Decorating trees small and tall
The joy shared with a loved one;
Watching the children have fun
The gifts which are handmade or bought,
And kind greetings which mean a lot.
Gathering by the fire at night;
Each of the lights which shine so bright,
The pretty wreaths on doors we see;
Stars, angels on top each tree
Seeing all of the kids' eyes glow;
When they see the new-fallen snow,
Singing carols we love to hear;
Some songs bring peace, we shed a tear.
Christmas lists which are sometimes long;
The new-found friends which get along,
Helping a person you just met;
And memories you can't forget
About the Creator
Darla M Seely
I am 59 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, forgiveness, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family,
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