Christmas Nostalgia
Snow Fantasy or Christmas Nostalgia #2 12-14-25 Constance La France "A gift of song never grows old or out of style." Quote by poet.
In high school I sang in a trio. We performed in western Washington. We would sing for our families and friends on Christmas afternoon dressed in matching red velvet dresses, with another friend at the piano dressed in green, carols we practiced for six months.
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Christmas Nostalgia in Song
Whenever I hear the Carol of the Bells
Or Sleigh Ride as I navigate crowded aisles
I stop to savor these peppermint days
When Christmas tumbles around me
In flowing lyrics like yuletide ribbons
Adorning recollections of four young women
Three attired in matching red velvet dresses,
One dressed in holiday green at a piano,
Standing in front of a crackling fire
On a rainy Christmas afternoon
To unwrap gifts of song in three part harmony,
Honed on hot summer afternoons,
For our families and close friends
In sweet notes of Currier and Ives' parties
Silent manger scenes for a Savior
And bells ringing in Noel melodies
These days now gone like scraps of wrapping paper
But this song lives on like tasting cider
On a windswept rainy afternoon
In flashbacks adorned with gold and frankincense
Our songs, ever young, wrapped like Christmas gifts
Always waiting to be re-opened
When carols sing in December.
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