December
Come every year along about the middle of November,
I begin to anticipate the happy times that await me in December!
Though the weather can be blustery, piling up drifts of snow,
The excitement of the Season will never lose its glow!
Wondrous vistas abound as if depicted by Grandma Moses,
Where children sled and skate exposing their crimson noses!
Harness bells chime as Dobbin trots with rhythmic stride,
Drawing a sleigh of happy revelers as o'er the snow they glide!
Frosty creatures upon their lawns, children begin to erect.
("Snowpersons" I shall call them to be politically correct!)
Secrets are whispered about only for Santa Claus's ear,
For dolls, trains and puppies to bring the children cheer!
Neighbors outshine each other, their homes festooned with lights,
Adding warmth and color to the cold December nights.
Colorful cards are received depicting Santa's ponderous girth,
And very special ones to announce the Savior's glorious birth!
December fills the hearts of all with great anticipation.
'Tis a festive month with fellowship and gala celebration.
Humankind is filled with love, joy and peace.
Would that this spirit might never, ever cease!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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