It's the season of sparkles
and lights, evergreens and globes,
smiles and counting down,
full days and forgotten diets.
It's the season of caroling,
red scarfs and hats,
plates of cookies, homemade and sugary
of silent nights,
stars that appear in the sky, magically.
It's the season of the nativity
being shepherds or angels,
Mary wearing blue, Joseph standing by
in awe of what his woman has done.
It's the season of a gift given
wrapped and unwrapped
the thank you note is a book
written day in, day out
until the season comes again
and we find the next chapter is only beginning.