Christmas Is Here
It is warm and cozy within the bed.
The house is colder than an outhouse shed.
There is no form of heat in here.
Just the oven or electric heater, I fear.
Central heat and air has been out for years.
Almost too cold for Christmas cheer.
But, the spiked egg nog warms the gut.
Soon, you feel like you’re out of the rut.
Your cheeks are rosy, you’re feeling good.
You’re starting to feel like you should.
You start wrapping presents and things.
It is not as bad as it seems.
You send out a batch of Christmas cards.
Put some decorations up in the yard.
Christmas spirit is warming things up.
You play Christmas music and other stuff.
Before long, you’re ready for the day.
Everyone gets together and all say:
“Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.”
You all take a drink of Christmas cheer.
You exchange presents and open them.
Praise the tree with all its trim.
Later, you have a Christmas dinner.
Yummy enough to last you all winter.
There is enough love all around
for each of you to not wear a frown.
In our hearts we each remember.
The birth of our savior on this December.
We are happy for each and all the family ties.
Then we are yelling, “Bring on the pies.”
—————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)