This Christmas was different- unusual for sure,
it wasn’t trimmed with perfection and that was the lure.
The top of my tree had no lights and leaned to one side,
“It looks pathetic,” my mother-in-law cried.
No additional decorations, no stockings were hung,
I missed Christmas Eve service, no Christmas songs sung.
It was quiet as can be as the snow hit the ground,
until I discovered the meaning, so simple and profound.
The glitter of Christmas is just a marriage,
the things that I need are not in the garage.
My family and friends are the best Christmas gift,
and I felt myself ease and my attitude shift.
We all took our turn giving thanks for the year,
we hung our ornaments and I felt my eyes tear.
We opened packages that came from the heart,
Christmas had arrived and that was only the start.
Each gift had meaning—one with no end,
like the little hands that prepared candy, received from my friend.
We gave thanks for Jesus and put on no show,
I smiled as I opened my new custom throw.
Love filled my house in a new kind of way,
even though I hadn’t decorated and that was okay.
I loved our simple Christmas with no rushing— not stressed,
It couldn’t have been better or even more blessed.
Next year might be different, who knows what shall be?
But this year was grand, in it’s simplicity.