Christmas morning, something special,
Something different in the air,
Magic on awakening,
No other morning can compare.
Atmosphere of warmth and love,
Move slowly - don't abuse it,
Inhale deeply - close your eyes,
So fragile, you may lose it.
A time of wonder - a time of joy,
Childlike innocence returns,
Hang on tightly - passing quickly,
Salvage whatever thoughts occur.
Fleeting mood - fleeting dreams,
Very special, nonetheless,
Christmas morning - gift from God,
Oh, so different from the rest.
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis