Christmas Magic Merry Waiting
A poem about the magic of Christmas
Published in
Nov 24, 2021
Twas a fortnight before Christmas and all were a scurry
Seeking fool’s gold in a frightful-wish hurry
Hearts weighing heavy but trying their best
Holding back teardrops for all laid to rest
Think of the children the new battle cry
Pushing back despair and questioning why
Gingerbread houses and candy Cain visions
Simulating life’s past holidays' indecisions
Moving ahead while the heart remains past
Fearful their world was fading too fast
Think reason for a season be grateful and glee
All will be well with the power of three
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit your way
Blessings this Christmas and every other day
