Christmastime in the suburbs
Hustle-bustle, dropping packages
Ripping wrapping, burning pie.

Tripping, hiding, sneaking
Speeding ticket on Christmas Eve
To find that last-minute gift.

But in the country
The world is wide
The snow unblemished
The stars aglow

I sit in the window seat
Staring at the moon
With the cat on my lap, and tea brewing
On a cozy Christmas Eve, in the country. 
 


Comments

Abbi
12/21/2011 20:39

Wow! I usually don't like poems but I like this one!! (I tend to like anything Christmas-y!!!)

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Kate
12/22/2011 15:49

oh, me too. Christmas is high on my list of favorite holidays. Thanks for the compliment ;)

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