Monthly Archives: December 2017

A December Night

A December Night

A December Night

A December Night

On a December night,
Hushed and blanketed white,
We crunched out across the snow,
Pulling our sleds as fast as we could go,
The heavenly flakes floating around,
Spreading more blanket on the ground,
Our pant legs stiff and creaking,
We, like wandering shepherds, seeking
A sign, something divine,
Beyond a field afar,
A snow-covered hill,
A ride, a thrill.

We might find it again, by and by,
Were we to seek, were we to try.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

I Believe in Christmas Eve

I Believe in Christmas Eve

I Believe in Christmas Eve

I Believe in Christmas Eve

The spirit here I think I see,
Reflected from the Christmas tree,
Across the crisp December snow –
A beacon of security.

Watching from my frosted window,
I think that, finally, I know
Why I believe in Christmas Eve –
That light that makes a pine tree glow.

Safe in this silent-night reprieve
From a troubled world, I believe
In peace on earth, good will to all.
Here, it is easy to achieve.

Watching herald angels fall,
As snow beyond my glistening wall,
I wait for Santa Claus to call.
And like a child, I feel so small.

~ Daniel F Mitchell