• The hallway is bare,
    Pets out of site,
    Where could they be
    on this harsh Winters night?

    So I creep through the hall
    and past lights and wreaths abloom,
    and stride from the darkness
    into the marvel of the Living Room.

    Warmth creating blurry vision,
    Candles flickering here and there,
    Everything adding to the wonderful feeling
    of an enchanting Christmas atmosphere.

    My sleepy self is content,
    My Holiday head a-nodding
    A heartache in my spirit and soul,
    As Christmas day is ending...

    Merry Christmas!