A Little Song as December Unfolds
The anticipation,
the excitement,
a sudden snow.
The greetings exchanged
by smiling strangers,
and the gatherings
of family and friends.
The merriment, the romance,
the music, everywhere;
the charity and cheer.
The stream of memories,
the nostalgia.
The sharp absence of loved ones
and the sending of love to their hearts.
The rush and crush of preparations,
decorations, expectations.
A world of countless candles and twinkling lights,
of creches and Santas, snowmen, donkeys, angels, and kings.
The traditions and rituals,
the legends and the lore.
The choosing of costumes and styles.
The performances and pageants, the games, and the parades.
Charlie Brown’s Christmas.
(Remember Linus, and the tree?)
The search for the Perfect Gift.
The finding of it.
The winter wonderland outside my window.
Logs crackling on the fire.
Contentment.
The taste of a thick, rich love.
Wishing the world was at peace.
Accepting it as it is.
Embracing it, as it is.
Embracing you.
And beneath it all, the flowing of the endless, silent song.
Beneath it all, the quiet song.
Warm wishes, my friends,
Susan
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