Season of Cheer
“December has the clarity, the simplicity, and the silence you need for the best fresh start of your life.”
– Vivian Swift
Beneath the trees, the autumn leaves are strewn
A mound of color, four feet high and round
A breeze ascends, a cold, unyielding tune
The barren branches starkly now astound
Their greens have fled, replaced by chilly air
The forest stirs as silence wraps the ground
Each creature hoards what treasures it can bear
Its lair prepared for winter’s biting chill
The night grows long; its shadow fills the square
December looms, the sun retreats at will
Its warmth a memory, its light subdued
The frost will come, unbidden, sharp and still
Yet carols rise, a song of gratitude
Their joy ignites the heart, the soul takes wing
As gifts are wrapped in quiet interlude
Then, one midnight clear, the heavens will sing
And each year we’ll celebrate His coming!
12-25-2024
© Vic Evora
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