Drifters
We rootless, searching
whisper prayers of Christmas hopes
silently, snow falls and there is Peace
Firstborn, checking lights
shares the magic of Christmas with his
patient easy smile
Bear proudly announces
“I’ve bought all my presents!”
while butterfly daughter, busy ‘making’
knows Santa really does exist
Dad seeks refuge in the garage
listens to laughter – peeks in and smiles
Cats
young and reckless
stop climbing the Christmas tree!
ornaments are everywhere
hopeless
Friends
old and new
how wonderful to know you
connecting once more
hello!
