The snow still falling from the sky,

You turn and look him in the eye.

It’s good we stayed in all day,

This storm just never went away.

You cuddle with him by the fire,

The man that you love and desire.

Christmas lights flicker on the tree,

The house as quiet as can be.

You planned to visit your mom and dad,

But the snow was just too bad.

A day for just him and you,

Without much to do.

Gifts for him, and some for you,

A quiet dinner just for two.

Now you lay back in his arms,

And melt beneath his sexy charms.

You hope things will always stay,

Just like this perfect Christmas Day.

It’s Christmas Eve, I’ve gone to bed,

Thoughts of presents in my head.

I slowly drift off to sleep,

Buried under covers, deep.

In my dreams, I see a sky,

Where magical reindeer fly.

Santa Claus shouts “Ho! Ho! Ho!”

To all on the land below.

On each roof, he does stop,

And leaves his sleigh with a hop.

Visiting all the good girls and boys,

Leaving them treats or clothes or toys.

Noises penetrate my sleeping head,

My two brothers jump on my bed.

I unwillingly start to wake,

It’s 5 am for goodness sake.

Awake, now, we go to see,

What is under our Christmas Tree.

The blizzard blanketed our tiny town,

Shutting each and every road down.

It’s Christmas Eve, no one’s around,

The howling wind is the only sound.

The tinsel sparkles silver and gold,

The fire warms us from the cold.

We talked deep into the night,

Then a strange sound gave us a fright.

Up on the roof, out in the snow,

The tinkling of bells and a “Ho! Ho! Ho!”

Our fire blinked out, replaced by the sight,

Of a man dressed in red with a long beard of white.

I squeezed the hand of the boy by my side,

I looked at him, his eyes opened wide.

I knew that he saw the same thing as me,

And we both knew that this just couldn’t be.

Before our wondering eyes, in a blink,

The man dressed in red gave us a wink.

He put presents from his sack under our tree,

Then with a smile, he looked right at me.

Young man, I know your belief is no more,

That you think Christmas is simply a bore.

Christmas is more than the gifts that I bring,

It’s a time for hope and to let love ring.

Then as Santa turned to go,

He gave me a gift, wrapped in a bow.

Then he was gone, in a flash,

The fireplace empty, except for the ash.

Hearing a clip and a clop over my head,

I knew that Santa had returned to his sled.

I knew he’d gone on to some other place,

And a happy smile appeared on my face.

Tears streamed from my eyes, I knew this was the start,

I knew I’d let Christmas back into my heart.

The Who’s down in Whoville are to blame,

For the Grinch’s evil fame.

They bullied him all through school,

Made him feel just like a fool.

The Who’s deserved just what they got,

When the Grinch hatched his evil plot.

But the Grinch, down at his core,

Wasn’t evil, he was so much more.

So, he returned all the toys,

To the Who girls and boys.

They said his heart grew three sizes that day,

But, to me, it was always that way.

Through all their taunts and jeers,

The Grinch was full of Christmas cheer.

If well wishes are in your heart,

Does it matter with which words you start?

If Merry Christmas is what you say,

Or if you wish a Happy Holiday.

If a word choice makes you mad,

It is for you that I am sad.

Christmas is about joy and love,

And that special gift from up above.

Don’t let words ruin your mood,

Or haters that are just plain rude.

Keep those you love close to you,

Have a Merry Christmas and Happy Holiday, too!!! 

Christmas comes but once a year,

Families gather from far and near.

Dinner is eaten with family and friends,

If you’re fighting, you make amends.

The holiday spirit should last the whole year through,

Keep those you love always close to you.

Remember, my friends, Christmas is but once a year,

But always keep your heart full of Christmas cheer.