Christmas Time

Christmas Time

© Rolland G. Smith

Christmas time surprises as it

Jumps out from the cold

To warm the late December days with

Frankincense and gold,

It heralds in with music in the silent of

The night,

And when it wakes the child within, my

Memories are all bright.

Happy thoughts are set to play this darkest

Time of light

And brighten up the shortened days with

Friends who reunite.

Chums of old and pals of new, all wishing

Christmas cheer,

With cedar sparks from glowing logs to

Warm the midnight clear.

It’s wrapping hearts in holly green and

Rudolph red with bow

And standing ’neath a berried sprig of

Kissing mistletoe.

Dancing dreams of sugarplums and

Minted candy cane

Bring visions of a Christmas tree and a

Circling tooting train.

There’s spruce to cut and wreaths to make

In circles and in sprays

That decorates the doors and hearths on

Merry Noel days.

There are lights to string, and wood to

Bring, and ornaments to make

For packages beneath the tree, as snow

Begins to flake.

I hearken as the angels sing, with distant

Family near,

And I love to hear a child say the names

Of eight reindeer.

Patina thoughts of Christmas past and

Shiny ones of new

Remind me of the Magi three and a child

Named Jesu.

There’s jingle bells and icicles and

Packages to tie

With ribbons tight and wrappings bright,

Of sleighs up in the sky.

There’s hugs galore and candy more and

Kids with favorite toys

And shirts and socks and building blocks

For little girls and boys.

There are cards and calls and carols,

And candles fill the room,

And tins of sugar cookies shine by red

Poinsettia bloom.

Christmas time indeed surprises in a

Special wondrous way;

In winter and forever, it’s my favorite

Holiday.