Tis` the Season For Christmas
A poem
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)Published about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Erica Marsland Huynh on Unsplash
Tis the season to remember.
The memory of how the Christmas spirit came to life.
Was this when we as humans took our first drink?
I mean the very definition of spirits is drinks wine.
But no it's not, spirits is the height in our life when we remember the holiday season as a time to love our families and everyone around us.
As Tiny Tim once says And God please us everyone.
Our Christmas spirit doesn't just exist every 25th of December.
It's a time when we remember our loved ones.
Alive, or not.
The dinner, the gifts, and the time we spend with our loved ones.
Even strangers.
Tis the season of miracles.
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Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)
Author, blogger, and in 7 months I will be a mom.
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