Christmas thoughts... I'll be home...

I look to December nights for the greens, the reds and the whites...
For on such a starry night long ago...
Did angels sing.., "Peace on earth and Goodwill to mankind"...

When rings those Christmas jingles...
Along doth my skin tingle...
As hearts fill with the cheer in the air...

At home the air is with warmth...
Ringing softly with the carols and bells...
Aroma of the cakes and the dinner intoxicates...

With that special tree lit up with a thousand fireflies...
Merrily twinkling on the star perched on top...
So goes my Christmas dream...

But that's not all, its the love that finally matters...
That calls everyone home on Christmas...
And that's why I'll be home this Christmas...

Merry Christmas...!!

Christmas thoughts... The heart of joy that is Christmas...

When I am here, at the beginning of yet another Christmas season,
I hear those familiar carols and bells...
And stories run across my mind...
Of Peace on earth and good will to mankind...
Of the love that symbolizes the Season...
Takes me back to my childhood days and to my quiet home...

No delusions on what Christmas means...
Its the dearness for the past...
Being happy for the present...
And everlasting hope for the future...

Its about the joy...
Of helping with someone's loads in life...
Of bringing that smile on every face...
Of conspiring to fill every heart with all that is lovely on this world... 


From home to home and heart to heart...
To see the warmth and joy of Christmas spread...

With the glad tidings and blissful traditions...
As I stand here on this cold day in December...
Christmas is always young...!!!

Merry Christmas...

A happy life...

A happy life this be...
If for fruitful ground and a peaceful mind,
Truthful friends and simple thoughts...
If I can trust myself...
When everyone else doubts...
If I can chat...
with Triumph an Disaster on the way...
And know that both are imposters...
If I can savor the simple offerings...
A waft of bread in the oven...
Or from flowers, some honey sweet...
Or rain drops cold on my skin...
Or the lazy dreams at the break of the morn...
If I feel my home calling to me everyday...
And if I can count my blessings before I sleep...

Christmas thoughts...

Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful."
  --  Norman Vincent Peale