The air is peaceful, cold and still.
The stars twinkle at night.
The cat slinks in the shadows while
birds twitter in the moonlight.
But...is this really Christmas?
Shoppers scurry downtown,
purchases piling high.
Nervous voices chatter,
weary as the hours fly by.
But...is this really Christmas?
Footsteps tread through the snow,
a deliberate, peaceful walk;
Into church to kneel and worship.
There is no need to talk.
THIS...is REALLY Christmas.
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