Tinsled Treats

Tinseled treats, hung from our Christmas tree. Young, saucered eyes, just gleamed and shined At the charming, twisting gold and silver art works. For indeed, these are one of this holiday’s perks! To a very young child, they whisper of things magical. Swaying and dancing,they observe from Mother’s clavicle And though speech, be not theirs, as of yet. Their artistic sensibilities soar like a fine jet! Add the scents of frankincense and myrrh, You will be blessed to hear an infant purr. Delighting in wonders of the Christmas season. Every fiber of their being, dances with no reason. 11/30/2022
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Eagle Avatar
December 3, 2022 at 8:48 AM
How wonderful to put your memories into this magical poem. I enjoyed reading this one.
Wolf Avatar
December 1, 2022 at 8:23 PM
Dance the night away! Frankincense, myrrh, (and even saffron and spikenard)!
Romios Avatar
December 2, 2022 at 5:51 AM
Haven’t seen babies dance at Christmas,yet! The first two scents are heavenly. I am afraid we did not have the last two in our homes, but , no doubt, they are awesome. Pangie
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December 1, 2022 at 4:54 PM
Loved this one, Pangie! Ah, The wonder of it all especially thru the eyes of children - Bob H
Romios Avatar
December 2, 2022 at 5:48 AM
With your great family, Bob, I am sure you have seen what I mean! It is glorious! Pangie
Dietrich Avatar
December 1, 2022 at 1:34 PM
this is beautiful, showing us how Christmas is through their eyes. Hi there, Pangie. I need to get home from work now. My hubbie got laid off, but he has not been able to work for over three months now anyway. I sure hope there is a silver lining for us!
Romios Avatar
December 1, 2022 at 1:55 PM
So sorry, for all you are going through, Andrea and your husband, as well. Sometimes, rough spots make us way stronger though I fully realize….. it does not seem that way at all. Having been through horrid times,I know there is a silver lining waiting for you.Last year was hard on me as you know, but a miracle came out because of it.look in a babies eyes this Christmas. They see so much beauty.. Pangie
DiMino Avatar
November 30, 2022 at 7:33 PM
"And though speech, be not theirs, as of yet. Their artistic sensibilities soar like a fine jet!" The world through the eyes of a child~ very nicely said. Blessings.
Romios Avatar
December 1, 2022 at 7:26 AM
Joe, dear friend, thanks for reading this and choosing a line, that exemplifies a very young child and this upcoming Holiday. You are a blessing in my life. Pangie
Forbes Avatar
November 30, 2022 at 6:17 PM
Beautiful!!
Romios Avatar
November 30, 2022 at 6:27 PM
Gracias!
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