She still likes Christmas even though she ain’t religious <br />She likes gathering around the lighting of the big tree <br />With dressed up in velvet carolers singing joyously. <br /> <br />She likes the parade with lighted trucks and candy canes <br />The walks around town in winter nights <br />While looking at all the glowing lights. <br /> <br />The decorations are in stores way too soon <br />Almost before Halloween <br />But she still loves red and green. <br /> <br />She still has her old tree in the hall closet <br />Which she takes out carefully each year <br />Seeing her ornaments brings her a sentimental tear. <br /> <br />She loves the bell on the church <br />That chimes out carols galore <br />She likes the wreath upon her door. <br /> <br />Santa Claus is real to her <br />She loves his jolly glow <br />She loves the stockings hanging in a row. <br /> <br />She is glad people help out those in poverty <br />She likes the way that people share <br />And take the time to really care. <br /> <br />She still likes Christmas even though she ain’t religious <br />And a part you may not see <br />Is the way she adores any nativity. <br /> <br />She still likes Christmas even though she ain’t religious.<br /><br />Connie Webb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/christmas-7/
