I look upon the Christmas tree
And fade to childhood memories;
Of snowflakes, boots and mittens warm
Donned on frosty, biting morns.
Sleds dragged down snow-covered streets
To find fresh powder on hills replete.
Later home with frozen fingers and toes
Warmed before the fire with hot cocoa.
Smells of cookies permeate the house
As I stealthily sneak one as quiet as a mouse.
And all about tinsel and lights galore
Are sparkling hung from roofs and doors.
While I await, anticipating the scene
Of Santa and spectacular Christmas dreams,
I sing songs of joy and choruses of mirth
that herald in the day of His spectacular birth.
© Donna Donabella 2014
I am participating in The Personal Photo Challenge hosted by Donna@Cottage Days and Journeys. This month’s challenge is called Christmas Scenes. I wrote this poem on my way to see family for Thanksgiving. I had not seen much of my family for a few years. And on the plane ride, some lovely thoughts of Christmas were running through my brain. So I hope you enjoy the poem that is filled with many of my childhood memories.
I am also joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog. Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.
Special Note: These Christmas scenes were taken upon our return home once we did a bit of Christmas decorating.
All photos were taken on auto mode and first processed in iPhoto (so nothing fancy). The collage was made in Fotor.com. The tree images were further processed in PicMonkey.com to add some brilliance, snow, frost and stars.
I leave you with a bit of a sentiment about Christmas. Feel free to download the photo and share.
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