Snow falls,
On a quiet night,
A couple sit,
By the firelight.
Clouds cover,
All the heavens,
A woman muses,
She’ll be home by seven.
Shops end,
A long day,
Close their doors,
To hit the hay.
Shoppers walk,
To their cars.
Store owners hope,
They’ll be back for more.
Christmas lights,
Twinkle bright,
Staying on,
Till the morning light,
Grace is given,
To us all,
Even Elves,
That are ten feet tall.
As we walk,
On Main Street today,
Let us not forget,
Lose our way.
Christmas comes,
But once a year,
Let us make it,
Full of cheer.
Dreaming... 