Not Just on Christmas Eve by David R SpellmanThe canvas is blank Except for a stare And of all the possibilities That you wish could be there
Like the stroke of time As its events do unweave You picture yourself On one Christmas Eve
A tradition is born there Right from the start With good tidings and cheer All straight from the heart
The tree is all decorated With tinsel and lights Tinker, skiers, trains and mice Spirit of St. Nick in flight
Table's been laid out With all the hors d'oeuvres Champagne corks pop And the bubbly is poured
Gifts are exchanged The feast consumed Family and friends Their kinship resumed
As the evening continues And conversations ensue The spirit of Christmas In all is imbued
The faces of all As they turn to leave Are as brothers and sisters On this Christmas Eve
You stay late to play Santa As the children all sleep This, a special moment A memory that will keep
The last stocking is stuffed At 2:13 you're at home You find this a perfect picture The subject of a poem
As you wished them goodnight You found yourself relieved That you have such dear good friends Not just on Christmas Eve
*inspired by and dedicated to the Marcarelli family
12/25/1991 Posted on 12/10/2001 Copyright © 2024 David R Spellman
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by JD Clay on 12/24/02 at 12:52 PM Just like coming home Dave. A spirited verse filled with all things good and a timely selection as Poem Of The Day. Peace... |
Posted by Kate Demeree on 12/24/02 at 12:55 PM I am not surprised that this is poem of the day it is timeless, and has a beauty all it's own. |
Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/24/02 at 01:52 PM Bright and cheerful reminder of the great Christmas traditions of family and friends. |
Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/24/02 at 06:55 PM What a fine poem to read on Christmas Eve Dave.
Congratulations on making poem of the day. Well
deserved....Merry Christmas.....Charlie |
Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/20/03 at 04:35 AM I love the way you did the rhymes and the rhythm works well too. All is there in this thoughtful and heart-warming poem, Davd. Yes, thank God for our friends at this time of year. I am taking this poem with me in three days when we travel from Dallas to the northern Arkansas hills to be with good friends. So, know that you will be traveling with me and into their beautiful home to warm even more hearts. Thanks, Dave. |
Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 12/18/05 at 09:05 PM An oldie but a goodie!!!!! I so enjoyed this read from 1991! I bet a few things have changed since then...kids older for one! |
Posted by Jean Mollett on 10/12/07 at 02:23 AM Hi David,
Thia is beautiful. But, one must not forget:
The Reason For The Season, Christmas Day, Jesus, his birthday. |
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