The spirit of

 

There is something in the air right now

It makes me want to kneel and bow

Before the mighty feeling this time of year

It trickles and builds to bring great cheer

 

 Really and truly it is not quite there

But surely it will come because we care

You often get little specks of joy

While looking around and shopping for toys

 

Just walking passing people in the street

The hello or good day we say as we meet

Generosity abounds because we bring

A little something a simple thing

 

Making each and everyone smile

Lift up the spirit kind of an extra mile

With innocent but heartfelt flare

Hope arises right up the stairs

 

The sense of it starts everywhere

Inside a shop right over there

It spreads all around the countryside

Glorious are the emotions on this ride

 

No need for false appreciations seen

Everybody is actually very keen

Takes just a little while to ignite

From morning glory to the dark night

 

Mount it comes in ever growing waves

Just like us turning corners in the caves

Every minute of the coming day next

Heightens the anticipation not vexed

 

Investigating this unusually weird feeling

Somehow leaves that fresh tingling reeling

The homely friendly cosy warm inside

All of us would like to burst with pride

 

Feel it now creeping up and circling around

Hardly making even the slightest sound

Have your way oh spirit of secrets

Cause we know you never leave regrets

 

Stu [stumacsu] Stuart Charles Mackenzie

White Christmas











 


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