Holiday Decor
There are garlands on my stairway and lights upon my tree.
My house is growing festive as Christmas time draws near.
Stockings are hung on the fireplace for kitty and for me.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
My wreath is hanging on the door for visitors to see.
I’ve brought out all of the ornaments I hold so very dear.
I have been just as busy as the fabled busy bee.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
I’ve baked the tiny fruitcakes, set the table for a tea.
My house is ready for my guests, I’m expecting to appear.
With candles lit, it’s beautiful, I’m sure they will agree.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
I haven’t forgotten the Holy Babe for everyone to see.
The angel on the treetop is dressed in garments sheer.
Christmas all around me fills my lonely heart with glee.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
Reluctantly I dim the lights and put away the Brie.
I hope the morning wakes me with a sky that’s bright and clear.
I try to catch the kitty but he is too fast for me.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
Next morning I awaken to an over-toppled tree.
The ornaments are broken and scattered everywhere.
The kitty, looking guilty, turns around and starts to flee.
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year.
For Linda Marie’s Kyrielle contest
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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