Christmas

 

Happy Holidays Christian Schloe

Christmas is the time for cherishing happy moments and making new ones,
falling in love once more with all the people we’ve loved before and maybe some new ones.

Christmas is the smell of fresh-cut trees, hot apple cider and steaming cranberries,
baking Mama’s sugar cookies in all those shapes, like trees, snowmen and Santa faces.

Christmas is unpacking those fragile age-old ornaments for the umpteenth time,
your very own life replaying in each and every one like little one-act plays.

Christmas is when “It’s a Wonderful Life” is playing non-stop on one channel
while the kids sneak off to watch National Lampoon’s “Christmas Vacation” on another.

Christmas is observing the joy and anxious anticipation in a child’s eyes
at the prospect of Santa’s visit and the wished for treasures he hopefully will bring.

Christmas is for many a deep religious occurrence and will be celebrated in
all manner of services, ceremonies, prayers and the like.

Christmas is a time for love and for peace; for reflection and for renewal.
As it carries us into another New Year let hearts be strong and Hope stay alive for a better world.

Happy Holidays To All!

DiAnne

above image by Christian Schloe

merry christmas in different languages

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About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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2 Responses to Christmas

  1. tolbert says:

    So many aspects of Christmas from the smell of fresh-cut trees to hot apple cider and the look of fragile age-old ornaments used for the umpteenth time…a word that is probably only seen when involving the discussion of old ornaments (by people old enough to know what numerical value is assigned to it.)…You sensitive reflection is precious DiAnne…always…

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