Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Waiting with Words



There's a familiar charge in the air.  To "cope" with all this Christmas electricity Brighton draws and Julia writes.  Her poem is simple and sweet and I thought it was worth sharing even though her first line is wishful memories from last Christmas!     


Christmas is Coming
Snow is falling
Wind is blowing
Christmas is coming.
Cookies are baking
Children are playing
Christmas is coming.
Hot chocolate is steaming
and children are reading.
Christmas is coming.
The scent of trees
And joy and glee
Christmas is coming.



1 comment:

TJ Wilson said...

sanders girls turning into bonafide poets... keep the poems and paintings coming...