We start with strands of colored lights, then hang the glass ball ornaments, rose gold and teal orbs on thin wiry hooks,
By D.K. Shepardabout a year ago in Poets
Oh, Christmas mornings—how they shone, Back in the 90s, the days we’d known. When the tree stood tall, and we’d believe, In the miracle Santa might actually just leave.
By David L Bennettabout a year ago in Poets
"The mirror reflects back what we do not want to see, in ourselves and others. Reflections are the truth. And the truth is
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
Gone too soon I was left in the cold No one minded Saying you were too old My last gift, I could never give to you I held onto it, not knowing what else to do As the weeks passed, I had no clue There was one left for me, given by you
By Noelle Hollyabout a year ago in Poets
Catch a Snowflake, Make a Wish A snowflake falls, so soft, so bright, A fleeting wonder of pure white light. Catch it gently in your hand,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Under winter’s soft and silken sigh, The world is draped in a white robe, soaring high. The snow angels do a waltz, soft and slow,
By Aviral Guptaabout a year ago in Poets
The real Christmas miracle was the year it snowed four inches on Christmas Day in Georgia. Waking to a world gone white
By Sara Littleabout a year ago in Poets
Bringing your kids to see Santa. And telling him the gifts you want. The kids will make paper snowflakes. People will cook a Christmas feast.
By Darla M Seelyabout a year ago in Poets
Jesus was Mary and Joseph's son. It is a season to have fun. He taught us to love each other; Treat each other like our brother.
Summer heat is long gone And we bid sweet adieu to Autumn But there is joy in Winter’s embrace. Bright lights adorn homes like gingerbread houses
By Shannon about a year ago in Poets
In the cradle of winter, where the shadows play, Snowflakes craft whispers that softly sway; A symphony of laughter, both young and old,
By GoldenSpeechabout a year ago in Poets
Dogs and Angels Love Christmas Too The lights are twinkling, the night is still, A wagging tail, a heart to fill. Dogs by the fire, angels above,
