Home For Christmas
Birds chirping, branches bare
Covered in a frost
Lazily a breath expands
Expounding memories lost
Bundled warm with freezing nose
Remembering a time
When things were simple, full of joy
Chanting carolous rhyme
Wagon wheels by horse are drawn
Lovers kiss within
Making brand new memories
To share with younger kin
A wreathe behind it bungles on
As brick road makes it bounce
In the distance skaters fall
Laughter is pronounced
Snow begins to flutter thick
The children spark with glee
The magic of the time glows bright
Surrounding every tree
Steadily he keeps his pace
Pulls jacket tightly warm
Embracing all the beauty there
And acting not forlorn
Passing by the retail shops
The windows show more smiles
Steaming coffee drinkers talk
Of things they find worthwhile
The snowmen wave a cheery stick
While naked in their scarves
Wafting smells of ham and turkey
Rise as each man carves
He clambers up his lonely steps
Careful not to slip
Inserts a key into the lock
With metal-sounding zip
Entering his one room home
Family photos on his wall,
He cozily sits by the fire
Staring down the hall
The sounds of joy start drowning out
As snow falls silent down
Then quietly a knock is heard
Reversing his long frown
Curious he takes a stand
And looks through peeping glass
A child stands awaiting there
His footprints in the grass
Words pass by between the two
As cars drive heading home
It seems this year his Christmas time
Won't be had alone