From my personal collection of vintage Christmas cards |
On the back of the November/December 2004 Country Woman, there's a simply lovely poem which I would like to share with you. The poet is Sharron Grotegut. Here it is:
The Warmth of December
The fragrance of fir boughs,
hot chocolate and spice,
Smiles exchanged as we skate on the ice,
The laughter of children on a
blustery day,
Sleigh bells jingling a tune on our way,
A frosty cloud on the breath,
a woolen-warm hand,
Early darkness blanketing the land.
Flickering candles and
sweet clusters of holly,
The wide-open arms of a snowman
who's jolly,
A chorus of angels to God up above,
Songs of the season that amplify love;
Christmas lights strung,
drifted over with snow,
Contours of satin reflecting the glow.
Presents lovingly packaged and sealed,
A trickling tear when the gift is revealed;
Turkey, plum pudding,
a peppermint cane,
Garlands of memories,
frost etched on the pane.
A month that crackles at fireside's ember,
Things in the heart bring the
warmth of December.
~ Sharron Grotegut, Moncton, New Brunswick
Isn't that simply beautiful? I love how she touches on each and every aspect of the season. One of my favorite phrases is "Christmas lights strung, drifted over with snow", because I love how colored lights look with snow on them.
a little lighted fir tree by our garage |
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