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.