This Christmas Will Be Different

My husband and I knew each other in the late 1970's and then lost track of each other for 27 years. After dating for a few years, and then marrying, but living in separate houses rather than pull my children out of their neighborhood and schools, we were finally able to share the same home in 2012. For as long as I can remember, I have loved Christmas. I try to keep Christmas in my heart all year long.

I wrote this poem the first year we were actually living under the same roof together as husband and wife because I was so excited about getting to share the whole Christmas season with him, which included decorating our home for Christmas.

This Christmas Will be Different

Christmas will soon be upon us

With all its gaily wrapped packages

Bright with red and green bows.

Wreaths of freshly scented greens

Will hang on all the doors.

The twinkle of Christmas tree lights

Colored, just for you

Will shine from the tree.

Visions of sugar plums will dance in our dreams.

And the remembrance of the birth

Of one little baby

So many years ago, will be in our hearts.

But this Christmas, amidst all

The hustle and bustle of shoppers,

Amidst all the shoveling of snow

Off the walks and driveway, and the

Scraping of ice off the car windows,

Amidst all the baking of

Many, many Christmas cookies

It will all be different.

I will ignore all the pressure

Ignore all the commercialized hype,

And ignore that nagging feeling

That I will never finish wrapping presents.

Ah yes, I will enjoy this Christmas

More than ever

And my heart will be singing

Because this Christmas will be different,

This Christmas will be special,

This Christmas, I'll be with you!