Christmas Morning Meditation

  
The house is still and quiet at this early hour,

All but the sounds of gentle rain and rumbling thunder. 

There are no children to wake us with wonder in their eyes, scampering down the stairs to see what magic Santa has delivered. 

But there is joy here and magic just the same,

I think back on my over fifty Christmases, 

My heart swells in gratitude,

In memory,

And, just for this morning,

I am a child again,

With wonder in my eyes,

And magic all around. 


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