The Holiday Season

When I think of the holidays,

I think of family all around,

Everyone together again,

Letting warmth, love, and laughter abound.

I think about the weather changing,

I think about the falling leaves,

I think about snow on the ground

Everything as perfect as it seems.

I think about the changing colours,

I think about the changings winds,

I think of all the yummy food,

That the harvest brings.

Holidays are quiet, soft, and subtle,

Yet noisy, chaos, and a flutter of activity.

I wouldn’t have it any other way,

For this I’d gladly lose my sanity.

What I look forward to is the decorating,

Hanging a fresh new handmade wreath

Made from love and items growing on my yard

I’ll hang it on the door for all to see.

I think of the tree and the get-together for set-up,

How we’ll all be slacking, enjoying ourselves

Drinking hot chocolate or coffee or both,

All the wrapping we’ll do in place of the elves.

I think of the singing, the songs and the caroling

I hope they come by, maybe I’ll join them

Singing so sweetly, spreading the joy

Spread Christmas cheer, in the town from end to end.

When I think of the holidays,

I sit back and relax,

As I know things will be hectic,

And I’ll want my peace back.

But before that I want sleigh rides

I want snowfall and skating,

Sledding and snowshoes

For everyone — no waiting.

I want to drive in the snow,

To collect my ornaments

Choosing just the perfect ones

For the coming winter months.

The house will be full,

Right up to the brim

I love it, I cherish it

I’ll do it all again.

When the family comes over

With stories to tell,

I’ll have coffee and tea

And snacks to inhale.

I’ll have my own adventures to share

It’ll all go by so fast,

It’s like they were Hardly even there

So I'll try to make it last.

When I think of all the holidays,

I think of all the things

I can’t wait to be doing

And all the joy it brings.