I heard an old old Christmas song,
sung by grandma on Christmas eve.
It wasn't in good stanzas long,
but it did the joyous times retrieve.
It gladdened my heart which did grieve
over all I thought I'd done wrong
and could not annually achieve.
It did convey emotions strong
of joyous moments to relive.
Modest gifts, traditional meals
and the sweet scent of warmth that heals.
Contented in want we all shared
whilst our affections showed we cared.
All on our humble home converged,
in living rooms hardly enlarged.
To drink and eat cheap wine and food
in unrivaled ecstasy and mood.
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How positively beautiful!
Such a lovely memory.
Thank you for sharing it with others.
Hey Joe, I recall the excitement of Christmas of looking at all the neatly wrapped presents under the tree. I wondered what was inside each one. It was a fantastic feeling as I opened each surprise that was intended for me. Now my excitement is spent at home decorating the front yard for others to see. My hope is to bring a smile to a family or a young child when they see the lights all glowing at night. Perhaps they are smiling and thinking, "These Christmas lights are glowing bright and colors are flickering in the dark especially for me!"
Merry Christmas to you and yours!
PS: A family across my street thanked me for putting up the light display. They said it cheered them up. That alone, made my day!
Nice poem!
Ron