Christmas Glow

This doesn’t & shouldn’t reflect every Christmas story & it is insane how many aspire to it even if we all do Christmas differently, which is okay & how it should be.

At eventide, lights twinkle

in the cold night, families gather

the warmth of home envelops.

 

Children's laughter echoes through the halls

gifts placed beneath the evergreen sentinel.

The table set, a feast awaits

 

rich aromas of roasted meats and spiced wine.

Faces aglow with anticipation

stories shared, traditions honoured.

 

In this moment, love’s essence crystallises

the spirit of giving, a tangible presence

binding hearts in unspoken harmony.

Author's Note

This does not and should not reflect every Christmas story and it sometimes is insane how many aspire to it even if we all do Christmas differently, which is okay and the way it should be. How is Christmas at yours and how has it changed over the years?

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Frederick... I am late for your Christmas; however, we did enjoy our Neighbor's lights like colorful gumdrops... Now I am waking up on New Year's morning 2025... with expectations of sunshine and rain to nourish and encourage poetry along the way... dear friend. gently, Pat

[redd Brick Keshner]

Yes, I too look forward to rain that nourishes poetry! May your year be blest and wonderful 🙏🏻👍🏻

[Michael Sun Bear]

Good evening. I am just discovering your writing. I have no children, lost an acquired family through the loss of a wife. Lost my parents long ago. I found your poem very evocative, beautifully written. It was bittersweet, affected me deeply as good poetry should. I will certainly check out more of your writing and thank you for your contributions.

[redd Brick Keshner]

Thank you for your visit and your kind words. I’m sure this poem cannot cover every instance or experience of an event as large as Christmas, but as you have stated, this is just one of many poems. I hope to interact with you again in the following days. 🙏🏻👍🏻🕊️