Coming Home for Christmas
. (for scrapbookers)
By Barbara Fischer.
No expanse of time can change
coming home on Christmas Eve . . .
as darkness drifts across a snowy sky
and frosted windows down the country lanes
are lit in festive unity.
A lone star rises,
guiding on its same familiar path
above the families joined at firesides
where ancient stories still are told,
beyond the joyous caroling
while centuries unfold.
Christmas Eve will never change
by lack of pine or mistletoe
or custom's ever-shifting mode . . .
not when arms so filled with longing
once again are coming home.[/quote]
This is BEAUTIFUL. My parents came out to our house for Christmas this year, but I always long to go home for the holidays . . . TFS!