A Soothing Christmas Poem for the Soul

flows smoothly down my throat.

A crackling fire

dances in the background.

It's cold outside

snowflakes fall into eachother.

I can hardly wait

for Christmas.

I've wrapped my presents

with bows and love.

I've sent out cards

full of holiday wishes.

The smell of fresh pine

from my Christmas tree

centers my soul and

beckons me to relax.

No matter how windy

and cold it gets,

I only know warmth,

deep inside.

This is the time,

when we give more than we take,

no matter how much

or little we have.