Christmas

in quiet Dawn

I pass

I remember

And project

I know, we know , we all know

Merry Christmas

I step into the day as I cross over the house,

turn on the coffee pot prepped from the day before.

Feeling the chill, I light the fireplace and pull my robe close.

I linger for a moment, until the coffee is ready.

I see the holiday lights on the neighbor’s lawn,

and the darkness on the houses next to it.

Picking up my cup, I settle into the couch and 

into my thoughts from the day before, missing loved ones.

Real Christmas Trees, creakier floors, tinsels that made messes.

the coffee was longer, and we were ok with that.

Holidays are a paradox of time that crescendos. 

into glimpse of all the feelings, loved ones, present and past.

I will soon get ready for the day and look to. 

a window of time for me to run …

CMM. 2023

A ginger bread house

Of warmth and love

Put together in tenderness

A sweetness of charm

A glowing touch

A sharing of familiarness

The walls are strong

And stuck with glue-

Like snow glistening

The roof and the snow

Are cotton candy sweet.

the walk a chocolate tantalizing.

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Father Time returns

Another year older

His beard whiter

The weather much colder .

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Cookies of ginger

With shared times so tender

Christmas magic …

© CMM 2021

One tree this year.

A time to remember.

We miss our loved ones

In this Covid December .

We will not forget

We are still in hope.

While many have lost

and now have to cope.

We light the candles

We cut the cake.

Pray for the lost,

different memories we make.

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“Let Mary Rest” Pope Francis depiction of the manger . Merry Christmas 🎄