Christmas is

the smell of woodsmoke,

spices, oranges, frost

Christmas is

the sound of singing and

laughter bells

Christmas is

a soldier coming home

Christmas is

a child—the gift greater

than all dreaming

Christmas is

remembering

anticipating

being

Christmas is

HOPE

 

#ChristmasPoetry #ChristmasMoments #Christmas

 

 

 

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