Christmas Eve

There is a day we all await.
In a month or so if you just wait.
A season,holiday of cheer.

With your whole family here.
Imagine all the food and all the smiles.
Because they went the extra miles.

Christmas is not all about gifting.
There is more to it,that’s true.
And sometimes reality can be cruel.

But on Christmas eve,all negativity disappear.
And there will be no woe or fear.
The Christmas tree decorated in lights.

Makes you have internal fights.
And the glorious star on the top.
It’s made of gold and pixie dust.

For Christmas traditions never rust.
And we make our stronger trust.
When Santa Claus arrives.

Christmas is here and bell chymes.
And we remember all the good times.
As you grow older,traditions slowly fade.

But you never forget the memories that were made.
And there is no sign of hate.
A food filled plate.

And the dinner that is made.
As fireworks explode in the sky.
Because it’s a new year’s eve after.

You don’t question why.
You ride off the high.
Of the holiday spirit arise.

And you remember all the jolly times.
A snowman built in snow.
A connection slowly grow.

And the music softly flow.
Christmas eve is the one day negativity leave.
And winter is the season of gifting.

A smell of gingerbread cookies in the air.
And deer antlers in my hair.
As kids, it’s magical,enchanting.

But even as grown adults,we can still celebrate with family.
A snow covered paraside.
And a hopeful feeling rise.

Once or twice.
I close my eyes and enjoy the snow.
Reindeer’s nose softly glow.

And Santa goes ho ho ho.
Maybe one day,I will end up under the mistletoe.
The sun and moon would look into eachother’s eyes.

And Christmas will be the best.
After that,well deserved rest.
Join a festival or fest.

With food and items.
Happy laughter flow.
And hope that there will be snow.