People live here

watching the time

waiting for something

they don’t even know why

 

Children running in the playground

teenagers on the phone

adults driving around

 

Screams laughs

tears smiles

worry love, old lifestyles

 

Showing their parents arts-crafts

curving up their faces’ smiles

looking out for them even from the sky

 

Family shares love, love, love

 

Gathered at the table

together on Christmas day

writing on the slate

who is winning at the game

 

Frost on the windows

fogged up glass

enjoying that time

having a real blast

 

Handing gifts

with signs on the cards

Santa is here

he just landed on the yard

 

Family shares love, love

 

Grandma in the kitchen 

cooker turned on

red gloves and apron

scent of eggnog 

 

Turkey or goose

pecan pie cinnamon rolls

every state a tradition 

but family is international

 

Parents around the fire

children run towards them for a hug

they warm up their souls

like a hot chocolate at the bar

 

Family shares and loves

 

Hearts pumping on the beat of Mariah and Bublè

until the pure white snow melts.

Surrounded by a pink flowered grass smell spring comes,

see you Christmas in nine months.

Posted on November 25th, 2019 by emarzotto01
Filed under: City, People