Right Before Christmas

right before christmas we eat a hearty breakfast and share raindrop memories we both know that tomorrow may not be filled with yuletide bliss we pray together for snow, laughter, and the remaining we cry together when we think about what could come mistletoe is the theme of possible finality poinsettias is the hope that the joy of miracles is still believable we wait by listening to free jazz and drinking swiss miss with the marshmallows we stare at the view of the intracoastal waterway while conjuring up poems about tears we sing songs from the 50s and early 60s to dissipate some of our many fears now it is midnight and i hold you close to me....our heartbeats kissing rhythmically we whisper merry christmas to each other and remain stock still wondering what the next year will bring, she reaches for a gift to give to me i tell her no need, she is the gift that i will treasure forever.... for everyday with her is a holiday....