• Looking out the window, gloomy gray
    Watching the snow fall gently, no longer have flight
    I step out side the crisp, dry day
    The cold air disturbs my skin causing delight
    The city, making a peaceful symphony.

    The darkness causing naught, is it day or night
    Snow is falling, ground is day
    High above me sky is gray
    The cold, wind, snow put up a fight
    Tempting me to taste all at once.

    Entering home, a warm flow
    Of family, friends and the such
    Children screaming, "I love Christmas so much."
    The fire ablaze creating a glow
    May all of you have a very good Christmas this year.