Candycanes, and mistletoe
Ornaments and gifts with bows,
Garlands criss-crossing drooping boughs
And all the lights a-glitter now.
All speak to the family, dear,
That again Christmas is here.
PJ’ed children excited dance
Not by chance or happenstance
About the tree as though entranced,
To stockinged mantel cast a glance.
With no caution, fear or shame
They can tell that Santa came.
On seeing stockings filled with toys
For all the youngsters, girls and boys,
Rock candy, ribbons, and other joys,
Fill each stocking for girls and boys.
Then expectantly to tree they leap
And devour gifts left in a heap.
Ribbons cut and paper torn.
Parents gladdened, not forlorn
That no angry words were sworn
By their children that Christmas dawn.
It then ended as though foresworn
Peace on earth that Christmas morn.
But wait, there on mantel, sad and blue
Another stocking hung for me askew.
And though I wondered, soon I knew
For there within, was love, from you.