I just came up with this one today, thinking of how everything is starting to look like Christmas but let's not forget the true meaning.

Christmas Spirit

It's that beautiful time of season
When we should know the real reason
Jesus was born on Christmas day,
When the snow is crisply falling
And traffic is slowly stalling
With shoppers merrily on their way.

Towns are donned with red and green
The garland making it a beautiful scene
And carrollers singing along,
You know it's that time of year
When all are filled with good cheer
You find yourself whistling along.

Don't let commercialism bring you down
Don't let Christmas make you frown
Think of the true spirit that's there,
Of the wonderful miracles that can be found
The true meaning will abound
The giving of hearts that fill the air.

Absolutely!!!!

While walking in a seceret garden, I glanced and looked around, tucked inside a willow tree was this poem, I picked it out, and started to read, such a wonderful Christmas feeling that, overwhelmed me, to remember just how joyest it could be.


Thank you wolfeyes for the sentimental picture.

Thanks Fade....it is picturesque isn't it?

Thanks Noden, all the bright lights and tinsel and the music is so pretty this time of year...you're quite welcome.

Robert...

As usual...thank you so much!!!!

Very nice.

(((( Robert )))))

Thank you for sharing your heart once again,,,

JO, cm, and Denise, I am the one to be thanking you guys. You make me feel warm inside with your sweet comments. Thanks again. I enjoy sharing.

Add a fireplace and I am there.. you make it look like an old fashioned place in a very small town,I like it like that ..thanks

YQW Song....if my imagination carried it a little bit further there would have been that scene in it too.

Cabin,fireplace,big tree,snow gently falling..meet me there..