White Christmas Wishes ~ OpenLinkNight

It's official...the countdown is well underway! I love this time of year, mostly because I get to slow down and breathe :)  In keeping the mood light, for this most joyous OpenLinkNight, I am sharing my one "selfish" Christmas wish with all of the dVersePoets, and as office parties, family gatherings, and time with friends robs us of writing time, cherish always the fuel it provides for your pen.  I am hoping all of you get to enjoy the light, love, and laughter of a fantastic holiday season, and may your muse shine bright in 2012~! And let's send out a big holiday cheer to Joy for rounding up the pub for what is sure to be a fantastic evening of Poetry!

White Christmas Wishes

T’was the night before Christmas

And all through my yard

Dry autumn leaves

Danced in rain driving hard

The top of my roof

Little resembled

A blanket of snow

For the sleigh of Kris Kringle

My daughter was fighting

About going to bed

Nothing worse than a 12 year old

Too hard on the head

She stomped her feet

And her voice filled with awe

I don’t believe in fairies

Let alone Santa Clause!

I just chuckled lightly

And sent her upstairs

Despite the begging and pleading

And unanswered prayers

I told her be careful

In case he hears

And flies right on by

With no rest for reindeer

She was still sulking

And hubby was tired

But we settled in

With our feet by the fire

Outside the rain

Was still coming down hard

So much for the setting

Of the season's post card.

Now its not often I wish

For that white stuff to fly

But it lends so much feeling

To the holiday time

And much like my daughter

I wore a sad frown

As I starred at the rain

Hoping snow would come down

We unplugged the tree

Arranged presents with care

Than our two tired souls

Both lumbered upstairs

"Do you think it will happen"

I asked my true love

"Will we have a white Christmas

Or be stuck in the mud?"

We snuggled up

To the sound of the wind

And soon closed our eyes

So our dreams could begin

The house was dead quite

No mice were in sight

As we drifted to dreamland

On this Christmas Eve night

In the morning I woke

To a much brighter glow

And I rushed to the window

To see it had snowed

The world was just perfect

A blanket of pure

Drifted like marshmallows

Against our closed doors

My daughter was happy

Delighted with glee

As she took to the glass

So her own eyes could see

And in the voice I remembered

Of the child now tween

She said, “look at that Mom”

Is it sleigh tracks I see?”

And low and behold

In the fresh fallen snow

Appeared sleigh tracks and hoof prints

From where I don’t know

And it just might be

In that bright morning light

It was the magic of Santa

That saved Christmas night.