• A Christmas Spirit
    A Christmas Joy
    With gifts under the tree
    And lights on the street

    Snow falling gently
    As I type away
    The light from the screen
    Causes darkness to flee

    Racking my brains for ideas
    I strain the creativity to flow
    So I can write... er... type
    The Meaning of this Poem to you

    I think of lights and mints
    Of snow and family
    Of friends and laughter
    Of Red and Green

    Is this what Christmas is?
    Lights and Presents and Trees?
    Or is there something more?
    More than commercalism?

    I'm not sure, but I want to find out
    Sitting here at my computer
    Typing this poem
    I found my own meaning of Christmas