Editor: This is a poem for the season.
Christmas Angel
Behold this final month, December’s beauty is all around us
Captivated by the endless lights; shining bright
A little girl is sleeping and wishing for all she has seen
Colorful decorations dance through her head
The house was perfect it smelt like gingerbread
Mother and father love her so, soon enough
She will be touching fresh snow
Once she awakens, outside she will go
A bright red scarf keeps her toasty warm
Making a snow angel; she feels a snowflake fall lightly on her nose
Embrace this season open your hearts, a
Child’s innocence bears no scars.
Betsy Eadie,
Langley
