When the Holiday Season approaches, <br />And holly wreaths are neatly hung, <br />When the church bells ring their tidings, <br />And many inspiring carols are sung, <br />Precious memories renew their hold on you - <br />A journey home for the Holidays has begun. <br />The stretch of white road is before you, <br />And your Holiday spirit is riding high, <br />Snowflakes sparkle in a beautiful setting <br />Beneath the sapphire - dreamy sky. <br />Dearer than memory, brighter than expected, <br />Each garnered in yet another year gone by. <br /> <br />You drive by many evergreen trees twinkling <br />With strings of miniature, multi-colored lights, <br />By houses with lit candles in the frosted windows <br />And ornamental Holiday replicas clear and bright, <br />Along the treacherous road of drifting snow, <br />Gazing attentively and leisurely to and fro <br />For the memorable road - the glad road <br />That leads directly to your home that is aglow, <br />Where embers smolder in the old fireplace, <br />And signs of the Holiday glitter everywhere. <br />You are home again to enjoy cherished traditions <br />And to partake in festivities and fervent prayer.<br /><br />Joseph T. Renaldi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-for-the-holidays/
