a stone floor and three candles

low on a wall,

quiet music in the air.

candy canes in golden pottery.

i think i have found a more beautiful side of Christmas

there are finals on my mind

and fire in my mouth from

the middle eastern food we eat -

i see

a dash of purple, white lights.

stars fall from the sky this night

in a lovely array of hope.

the stockings are made out of burlap here.

a thousand pictures and one, keeping

a face forever young

there is joy here.

no expectations -

gifts in smiles full of grace.

it is charlie brown and candles,

spice and purple bowls

of candy and pomegranates.

i am surrounded by glasswork, plants, memories.

it is Bethlehem on a table.

three candles at the end of the hall.

Christmas is in this house.

i swear love like snow is falling

from the sky.