The Christmas Chills

Shopping! Shopping! Christmas shopping! I have had enough, It's stressing me out; I gather all the gift lists And toss them into the fire. I pull the plug on all the Christmas decor And bang shut the door and the windows against a howling, frosty and starless night, And a melee of kith and kin; I shut off the Christmas music And plunge my home in total darkness and silence. I drop down on my knees - Depressed, sorrowful and forlorn - I fold my hands; bow my head and cry silently, trying to lighten the turmoil within, To mend the lilt of true spirit that time has set awry. Way past midnight I light a solitary candle And venture to gather some warmth from its gentle and heartening glow! Any Christmas/New Year poems contest by SKAT A