Christmas

Christmas
 
 
When snow drifts onto vacant rooftops
 
to where shadows of moons serenade,
 
wishes that are placed on Christmas Eve
 
are heralded through beckoning age
 
When jingles of distant apparitions fragment
 
to where children fall sound asleep,
 
dreams we desire will travel across
 
to celebrate in prayers and peace.
 
Be kind to the spirit who resides by your side
 
hold them closer to never apart,
 
and when the bells toll midnight, rejoice in song
 
it’s Christmas that holds the key to our hearts.
 
 
santa_claus_sketch
 
 
© Nick Hawkins, all rights reserved 8/12/13
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