Tis The Season
I shiver as I stand outside
trying to warm my outsides by sipping alertness from my cup
In the distance a sliver of peachy-pink from the morning sun
peeks up over a far away hilltop
Closer, barren trees have thrown their shelter of leaves to the ground
to let them dance away in the piercing chill of the wind
Lights blink on nearby rooftops
as if to say Good Morning to the drivers-by
while busses stop to pick up bundles of children eagerly waiting
for the wishes they sent to Santa to magically appear under the tree
The hope of a better tomorrow weighs heavily on the hearts of parents
knowing the smell of the holiday season is in the air
originally posted MONDAY, DECEMBER 8, 2008
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