Well after a long day of shopping I came home and waited for the kids to fall asleep. Later as I hid their presents I thought about how I felt when Christmas was near in my youth the wonder and anticipation.
I found this poem later on reminiscing and decided to share.
"At Christmas Time" By Grace E. Easley
There's nothing like Christmas
And woods deep in snow
To make us remember
The dear long ago.
Down life's weary highway,
Years pass single file,
But deep in us all
Lives a bit of the child.
The same breathless wonder
Floods over us when
The gray skies lose snowflakes
That dance in the wind.
Smoke curling from chimneys,
A white windowpane,
And dear thoughts return
And old joys remain.
The tinkle of sleigh bells
Across a still night,
A warm, shadowed hearth
Whose embers burn bright.
A colorful afghan
Thrown over a chair,
Green holly entwined
Down the length of a stair.
The candlelit church
And the golden bells tell
Of chapters each heart
Remembers so well.
Oh, there's nothing like Christmas
And woods deep in snow
To make us remember
The dear long ago.
I am hoping everyone here takes a moment to remember and share a bit more than gifts this year.
Wishing each of you a wonderful holiday season for you and your families.
JD
Truesmoker.com
I found this poem later on reminiscing and decided to share.
"At Christmas Time" By Grace E. Easley
There's nothing like Christmas
And woods deep in snow
To make us remember
The dear long ago.
Down life's weary highway,
Years pass single file,
But deep in us all
Lives a bit of the child.
The same breathless wonder
Floods over us when
The gray skies lose snowflakes
That dance in the wind.
Smoke curling from chimneys,
A white windowpane,
And dear thoughts return
And old joys remain.
The tinkle of sleigh bells
Across a still night,
A warm, shadowed hearth
Whose embers burn bright.
A colorful afghan
Thrown over a chair,
Green holly entwined
Down the length of a stair.
The candlelit church
And the golden bells tell
Of chapters each heart
Remembers so well.
Oh, there's nothing like Christmas
And woods deep in snow
To make us remember
The dear long ago.
I am hoping everyone here takes a moment to remember and share a bit more than gifts this year.
Wishing each of you a wonderful holiday season for you and your families.
JD
Truesmoker.com
