Your December Red Poinsettia adorning the hall as white snow flakes begin to fall. The music is sharp upon the ear. Echos of laughter for all to hear. It is that time again. Winter is setting in. Built with sweet memory. Wishing to go back again. Gum drops and sugar-coated, Slices of orange candy.… Continue reading Your December
It would be great to hear Dad's opinions on what is taking place in our Country. Church and politics never seemed so intertwined as they are today. It has felt to me that I must choose a side if I want to worship. In essence, I suppose I have. There certainly is a majority rule in… Continue reading It’s fine if you call me a Pagan
1881 illustration by Thomas Nast who, along with Clement Clarke Moore's poem "A Visit from St. Nicholas", helped to create the modern image of Santa Claus I spent my Christmas eve's like most children around the world waiting for this magnificent man with his white beard and his decorative suit. A man that would arrive with a… Continue reading Who is Santa Claus?
Candy Canes are the final touch on the tree I see with gifts covered in paper, ribbon and bow. Every year is clearly marked with love and memories. This one no different and as cherished, I know. To the family I won't see, I am there and you're here with me. A thought away, a… Continue reading Keeping Christmas
I like days, when I wake at noon it just means, less time without you I like days, when it pours the rain ...means... I can't do any thing cause you're gone, gone with the sun and at night... in the dark, my mind can run All I know... you're gone ...gone with the sun… Continue reading December Came