The Christmas Room

It lay halfway down the hall, once the spare bedroom styled where out of state family from sprawled, for a while. Grown now, two states away with families of their own all too busy for a visit these days back home. My niece once remarked that the room is pervaded by remnants of Christmas collectibles parked in dusted positions faded for my heart's memorialized condition sparked. Herein displayed the many gifts they gave so many Santa and Angel figurines Baby Jesus on parade in happier masquerades once seen. As the season approaches with every possibility of time recalled the past encroaches in the hopes and dreams, we still applaud the sanctuary of the Christmas Room.