Wintry days? This is winter
It is heaven; my blue heaven
Cold and covered with snow
Evergreens are white and green
The lichen are light green and white
This morning it was foggy
I thought of Old London Town,
Charles Dickens and the Christmas Story
Scrooge has not gone away
Either and more importantly have the angels
Good people are reacting to many needs
Many children will be happy
It is hard to think that there is hunger
In a society that seemingly has everything
Bud depression, drugs, alcohol and abuse
Have a way of striping dignity from human kind
Demons are at work in opposition to the angels
Close your eyes and think of some crazy rhythm
The melody and beat put an ease to your tenseness
No one is alone as we are all the sheep
Some have strayed and are lost
At nightfall they are the prey
Evil forces work when the midnight sun doesn’t set
Only you becomes only us as we huddle together
Little ladies knit mittens, scarves and stocking hats
Fruit cakes and cookies, jams and jellies abound
Churches are decorated complimenting the neighborhoods
Shop keepers are happy
Money is spent making up for the slow months
The snow from shoes mess up their foyers, but
A nearby mop is put to good use
How can you lose?
This is old fashion love of the holiday
The Birth of Jesus; celebrated in many ways
This is December; winter is here
The hardy hail; the weak stay indoors
Beauty is observed from every angle
Internal beauty is witnessed by many
It will be a happy season
Stanski
December 13, 2019 ^
Steve Haarman 