Magic
As the winter solstice
Comes around once more
The season of illusion
Comes knocking at our door
For those children
Who still believe
That many gifts
They will receive
From the mystical man
Riding a sleigh in the sky
Pulled by reindeer and
No one ever sees them fly
The magic of Christmas
And stories from the past
Will live on for infinity
Until the very last
To those who are in need
And all the others in between
Bringing hope and wishes
Who would ever dare intervene
Merry Christmas
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts
Solstice
Infinity
Intervene
Believe
Merry Christmas!
Thank you Bette. You too 🙂💕