Christmas

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Dec 04, 2018

The spirt Of
Christmas.
Secularism,
leaning away
from religion.
Do not know
if there is 
a god.
I believe in a 
great maker, but
donâ€™t believe 
humanity has
a clue. 
Yet,
 Christmas Spirit.
What is it?
I feel it 
in the warm
glow of 
Christmas lights
on the tree 
and
throughout
the house.
I hear it in
Christmas carols 
playing softly.
I sense it
in the 
cracklings 
of the 
Yuletide log.
I remember it
fondly
 as a child.
I experience it
as gifts are
 lovingly 
passed around.
Life can be
hard.
Life can be
 cruel.
But,
Christmas spirit.
What is it?
I do not
know.......
But,
for me 
at least
life 
would be
a little bit
colder
without it.

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Frank Hornby . commented on Dec 05, 2018 at 8:44am

That's right JG....the whole world should embrace it .....and believe.....it makes you feel good....ðŸ‘ðŸ»

Trevor Cartwright commented on Dec 05, 2018 at 7:47pm

Your writing is beautiful. Thanks! While I personally celebrate Christ's birth, I too love the culture of Christmas and the emphasis on relationships.

ann parks commented on Mar 24, 2019 at 2:30am

Wow this is spot on ........thanks for all your wonderfully thought provoking poems

ann parks commented on Mar 24, 2019 at 2:31am

Wow this is spot on ........thanks for all your wonderfully thought provoking poems

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