What Does Christmas Mean To You Contest
Sponsor: Matt Caliri
It is the day after Thanksgiving and I string up some lights,
Outside some blue blinking, red and green candy cane colors,
Except this year it's 55 degrees outside and not the same,
The tall green pines aren't blanketed with snow, or covered.
We bought a real tree this year not like the fakes in the past,
Walked around the lot and picked it out ourselves,
Lil' Ellie helped me decorate it the exact way she liked,
While I quietly sneak out and place the elf on the shelf.
Garland draped on the ceiling beams belonging no where else,
I cry as I pull out the village my great grandmother made,
Pure porcelain baked and cured with glaze baked in the kiln,
This moment for anything in this world I will never trade.
As the Eve arrives the family gathers for a toast,
“Cheers to the love that our family can share”,
Another Christmas day is about to approach,
Not too long and 2016 will be declared.
I leave the house key for Santa underneath our doormat,
Before bed Ellie lays the plate full of carrots and cookies,
She wrote him a long thank you note before he came,
For in the morning Santa will bring her sweets and goodies.
Morning doves came singing and Christmas bells a' ringing,
I look out the bay window and gaze in surprise,
Santa has brought us a slight drift of snow fall,
You should've seen the look in Ellie's eyes.
The day will be very busy full of many gracious gifts,
Then we will all gather around the dinner table for roast beef,
How glorious it feels for all of us to gather together,
For I must say Christmas means family, joy and peace.
Date Written: December 11, 2015
Written By: Laura Loo
Copyright © Beautiful Scars | Year Posted 2015
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