A Christmas Scene

Its off to grandma's old fashion cottage we go; past snow covered pine trees all in a row. To her humble abode adorned in holiday charm, And two grey horses inside the red painted barn. Inside a crackling fire warming- nothing to compare. With flickering flames dancing with flair, Mesmerizing grandpa with a hypnotic spell. And up the chimney smoke bid's farewell. Grandma's cooking in her colorful blouse the smell of baked bread drifts about the house, And Grandpa snoring, asleep in his comfy old chair in a plaid shirt and head with no hair. Outside freshly fallen snow- a winter wonderland, With frolicking young children mittens on hands playing with vigor on freshly fallen snow Their rosy red cheeks fully aglow. Carolers singing along the snow covered street each one adorned with a smile to greet With sleigh bells jingling and people joyously singing. The aroma of roasted chestnuts swirls in the frosty air On Maple street near the town square. The White Chapel's steeple reaching toward the sky A glorious symbol to the faithful eye. Inside the tiny White Chapel with lights burn bright a beacon to the world on this most glorious of nights. Inside rich harmonious voices with glory to sing As flying wild geese with the moon on their wings. The parson adorned in modest vestment As the choir sings- a worthy testament Outside its silent, still and calm Inside the congregation seeks the Savior's healing balm. Cheerful hearts gratitude they bring patiently waiting to celebrate the birth of their king. For it came upon a mid night clear as their voices raise for the Lord to hear. Inside grandma's cottage on this snowy Christmas Eve snuggled warmly asleep in their bed waiting for Santa's with presents filled in his sled. Billy, Tommy, Freddy and Steve Next to the fireplace for Santa to find. A glass of warm milk and cookies to dine. Upstairs Sally and Sue unable to sleep waiting for Santa to get a sneak peek. Christmas Tree lights blink with a fury the children wanting Santa to hurry And mom and dad quietly sitting Grandma in her rocker quietly knitting. Decorated stockings hung with care from the fireplace Sally’s and grandpa's adored with red and white lace photos of grandchildren that grew up too fast Grandmother's cottage with memories of Christmases past.