Its that time of year
When joy and laughter fill the air
And sugar and sweets
Make quite the ambrosial treats
Pine trees and needles
Release aromas in the air.
They gleam with décor
And memories to remember.
The suns rays glimmer
Off of shiny beads of snowflakes.
Bodies of water
Become encased by an ice face.
Snowball fights and forts
Make entertainment from the porch.
Snowmen and angels
Create art in front yards galore.
Santa checks his list
For those who were naughty and nice
Then makes a round trip
Around the world in one night.
He delivers gifts
To millions and millions of kids
Consisting of things
They wish to get on their wish list.
A warm giving heart
Pitter patters with love and joy.
Presents are opened
With beaming eyes and excitement.
A warm fireplace
With a mantle full of stockings
And conversation
Is a scene treasured forever.
There’s no better time
To forget animosity
Remember the good
And live giving to those who need.
For this is the time
To let grace become the clocks face
Ticking and tocking
Non-stop to show peace still exists.
You become second
To those who deserve to be first
For it’s the season
Where giving gives life a reason.
Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 2:52 PM UTC
Its that time of year
When joy and laughter fill the air
And sugar and sweets
Make quite the ambrosial treats
Pine trees and needles
Release aromas in the air.
They gleam with décor
And memories to remember.
The suns rays glimmer
Off of shiny beads of snowflakes.
Bodies of water
Become encased by an ice face.
Snowball fights and forts
Make entertainment from the porch.
Snowmen and angels
Create art in front yards galore.
Santa checks his list
For those who were naughty and nice
Then makes a round trip
Around the world in one night.
He delivers gifts
To millions and millions of kids
Consisting of things
They wish to get on their wish list.
A warm giving heart
Pitter patters with love and joy.
Presents are opened
With beaming eyes and excitement.
A warm fireplace
With a mantle full of stockings
And conversation
Is a scene treasured forever.
There’s no better time
To forget animosity
Remember the good
And live giving to those who need.
For this is the time
To let grace become the clocks face
Ticking and tocking
Non-stop to show peace still exists.
You become second
To those who deserve to be first
For it’s the season
Where giving gives life a reason.
My December poem. Hope you like it!
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