Why Some People Never Believe In Christmas

White, green or pink Christmas trees only seen on TVs and snowy countries 
Hide and seek within the soft or spiky branches and leaves of religious boundaries.
Your white, red or green clothes that match the snowman's winter chills
Soft as cotton or frozen as candy bar that fills 
One at a time a tree grows
Mountain or flat ground where a tree blows
Energy you can feel with your existence 
Paying homage to all who've lived with persistence 
Embodying growth and resilience 
Outlasting obscure and odd ways of living
People from everywhere who never tire of giving.
Lending hands that groom a stronger line
Evergreens that bloom with a story line.
Naked as trees are Christmases 
Every tree that gasps for the masses
Voice that sings your favorite lyric
Each word that sheers your beauty so angelic.
Running on streams so red under your skin tone so majestic.
Beliefs that trees  come and go
Each leaf that sticks and falls like a Lego.
Life in every tree that stands 
In your eyes you don't see, but lands.
Every step you make, moving around
Velvets you wear or used clothes that sound
Every detail spoken in different patois astound.
In every tree or home where Christmas may not reside
Natural or never watered, arises aside
"Christmas" is the word that will always stand
Holiday above all, unspoken or uncelebrated that spanned.
Resonating merry from branches and leaves in qi 
Iron-made or wood or plastic of modern ki.
"Santa" not everyone believed was real
Tripping and awarding people of all ages with gifts and meal.
Mistletoes on doors that knock each day
All day telling you that Christmas is everyday.
Savor the sweetness of the Yuletide...
  Christmas you may not know,  but lingers
  in your mind!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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