Christmas Dreams

Christmas Dreams 2009


It started as a wonder wisp,
a dream of pure white snow.
How lovely would a Christmas be,
if magic were to flow.

It came aboard a gusty wind,
riding high and low.

It left a wake of sparkling joy,
as it was so long ago.

Innocently pure and sweet,
was the babe we came to know.

Stillness pierced on the land.
The sun rays beam aglow.

Dawn departs,
new crystal tears,
exuberantly they flow.

I dreamed of pure white houses.

Laden with sugar delight.

I dreamed of candy cane hearts
to beat at love’s first sight.

I dreamed of gifts you can not price,
no value to their worth.

I dreamed of sugar fairies.

Merry on the earth.

I dreamed of families gathered.

A Christmas carol bliss.
To capture every moment,
where nothing is amiss.

I dreamed of laughing faces,
cheeriness in leaps and bounds.

I dreamed of a wondrous Christmas.

A dream completely astound.

I wish for every dream be true.
Sincere and full of grace.
Let heavens kiss gently press,
a light upon your face.

Most of you know, I am not a poet. Sometimes what comes out is the language of the heart. My heart was so filled up this Christmas. It overflowed. It radiated. It beamed bright spotlights. It couldn’t have been more perfect. I didn’t ask for a memorable Christmas. But I got it.

I hope you did too.