Oh Christmas tree
You’ll forever be
My dearest childhood’s memory!
They used to sprinkle footprints angel size
And then we’d see the shadows of feet
Scurrying in a hurry, by the light
Under the door
The tinkle of little bells and lametta on the Christmas tree
Lots of hurrying and scurrying
Otherwise silence
And dark
Huddled close our heartbeats became one
Anticipation
And then O Christmas tree
And Silent night,
And then all the other wonderful Christmas songs
Tender, beautiful embracing Christmas and its story
Gentle hugs and kisses
And thankful eyes as big as pancakes
More hugs and kisses, and candies and cake
And neighbours would gently drop in
For a warm glass of sweet wine
And someone from the neighbourhood alone
All amongst friends and of Christmas spirit
The white wax candles glimmer and throw their shadows
Like angels wings upon the darkened room
Scents of pine of spice and wax
All intermingled into one happy Christmas Eve
The town outside bathed in a blanket of snow
A holy quietness permeated every corner
Christmas candles glimmering behind each window
And then trumpets sounding cheers just before mass
All was silent, and a following of the Christ child
Entered into his holy sanctuary
Decked out in its finest lights and décor
Halleluiah
30/11/2007
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