A Time to Love the Beauty of Christmas Day

The holidays are looming towards the present, as the stars up above shine ever so brightly.

A holy night where we come together with everything we are grateful of, ever so tightly.

Near the old, habitual chimney lies the stocking and greeting cards given by friends and foes.

Under the Christmas tree lies gifts and presents worthless to and worthy of those.

Dead leaves continue to fall off the leafless trees, as the ice continues to cultivate and grow.

Splendid wind chimes move readily, as you're inside wrapping each gift alone, with a bow.

Unanticipated guests show up at the front door, hoping to earn your admiration and overall respect.

The phone rings off the hook, as you occupy your precious and treasured time to reflect.

Mucky incognito populace attempt to ruin the moment and encourage the plight.

Optimistic people who live in the moment with goals and accomplishment have the spotlight.

Holiday galas have their ups and downs, the life we inhabit is sublimely imperfect precision.

The life we choose is the life we befall, one big accomplishment, one big mission.

Santa Claus, Christmas Gifts, Cards, Fruitcake, and Old Fashioned Egg Nog.

Glossy chestnuts roasting peacefully on a fresh new wooden log.

Christmas is a celebration that promotes immaculate joy and splendid glee.

Despite the adversity endured, we are approaching a special day. Can't you see?

This is the time to cherish, a time to bear, the love of God and the birth of his son.

Christmas is the time that brings us together, together as one.

The old and the new, the rich and the poor, the black and the blue.

The weak and the strong, the fat and the thin, no matter who we are, no matter what we do, we all belong.

The circle of life, controls the prosperity and richness of the soul.

Peaceful meetings of sublime happiness are in our control.

Stillness is golden, in that final month, six hundred hours until the day.

A time to give, a time to receive, and a time to love the beauty of Christmas Day.