When caroling children appear at our door
And snowflakes embellish the tumbling leaves
The spirit of spreading warm tidings, galore
Resides from the walls to the top of the eaves
This season for giving shall evermore be
A time filled with magic, where wishes come true
Enclosed in each present found under the tree
A moment of joy that shall return to you.

Every Christmas season, we give from the heart 
To friends and relations we always hold dear
Although we are often many miles apart
The spirit of giving brings our loved ones near
While distance may separate, love still remains
Within each wrapped package, we tied with a bow
And sent to valleys, the mountains and plains
To share the true meaning of holiday glow.

When trumpeting bells ring across the night sky
And candles appear in seasonal displays
We think of the ones on whom our lives rely
Then, honor them in the most selfless of ways
This season for giving shall always be praised
As the time when good tidings are freely abound
May our hearts be evermore awed and amazed
By the spirit of Christmas that our lives have found.

© 2006 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection