As pure youth transforms into maturity
Our innocence seems lost to obscurity
Yet as the tender decades turn to past
An annual joy has come to last
The Christmas season always does arrive
And family traditions are chosen to survive
Timeless stories retold, each born anew
The grey of winter takes a more cheerful hue
Seeing a hopeful sparkle in a child’s eye
The glimmer of a snowflake in the sky
Gifts and bows conceal what’s inside
As hugs and smiles stretch ever wide
Revealing the significance of such a time
When sharing love requires no reason or rhyme