Outside the window, the world is covered in ice
But inside, there is a warm, inviting glow
A tree that sparkles while the winter storm swirls
The coziness of home to contrast the falling snow.
An aroma of baked goodies drift through the rooms
A clutter of old decorations strewn up from years past
Meager conditions bringing forth new perspectives
That love and joy are the only gifts that last.
Dear soul, if your heart is still recovering
In this season of both wonder and despair
And the pull of loneliness beckons at your door
To find another brokenhearted soul who cares
There is a Christmas tree shining in my window
Warm shelter while the world outside falls adrift
And while I cannot give presents, I offer presence
To help you heal is my greatest Christmas wish.
The Therapy of Words 