A Christmas Eve in the Country
By Christmas Knight
I stepped outside as the sun began to set,
The cold still air is what my rosie cheeks met;
A peaceful quiet blanketed the barren landscape,
As did a feeling of joy and warmth that no one could escape;
In the distance, soothing sliver church bells did sound,
A symphony of happiness that could rarely be found;
The frozen dew glistened on the wintry spruce,
Clear evidence that Jack Frost was certainly on the loose;
Two beautiful Blue Jays landed simultaneously in their nest,
As if they were planning a evening of cuddling and rest;
A squirrel scurried by, mouth filled with nuts of all sorts,
Chased by his two friends in the spirit of gaming and sports;
A group of deer gracefully passed without an ounce of fear or alarm,
As if there was a divine guarantee that on this night, they'd face no harm;
I looked to the sky in search of that special and magical star,
A feeling of anticipation told me that the arrival of Christmas was not far;
As I stood amidst the Lord's wondrous bounty of nature,
And recited a prayer of hope and thanks for the near and distant future;
And I thought to myself, this was Christmas to me, more than a day or a date,
It was the feeling of love, happiness, and faith that words could not rate.
Merry Christmas, my dear friends.
