Dictating with a supreme voice is the master of the season <br />The chill of December brings the year to a lamenting close <br />Santa Claus declares that it is the happiest time of the year <br />As you do your holiday shopping and a pestilent wind blows <br /> <br />Christmas lights waken the night… they are so bright <br />Noses redden as caroling fills the air with merry mirth <br />Fresh falling snow is dazzling like sweet sugar crystals <br />Cards are sent through the mail rejoicing Jesus’ birth <br /> <br />It’s a wonderful time for family and friends to gather <br />Sharing a valuable closeness that can not be bought <br />The warmth inside diminishes the howling bite of winter <br />The scent of pine boughs enhance each joyous thought <br /> <br />12/1/07<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/happy-holiday/
