Is it that time of year again?
When the spicy forest scent
Of fresh pine boughs
The neon glittering
Of fluorescent lights
The gentle crackling
Of new wrapping paper
Take us back
To memories long passed,
When we showed up
Out of nowhere
On your doorstep,
Cheeks flushed with cold
Arms laden with gifts
Grinning and hugging,
Saying, “Just because”.
Is it that time of year again?
When the little old man
Selling branches of holly
At the park on the corner
Squatted down to a little girl
And smiling kindly,
Handed her a branch,
And said, “For you, little miss,
Just because.”
Yes, it’s that time of year again,
When everyone gives
And everyone gets,
Just because.
Random acts of kindess is always a cool subject, and I liked the way you implemented it here. Also I must be jealous for your ability to do what I cannot, which is be detailed and descriptive. I'd say 8/10 very good stuf.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a powerful poem of this year.....it’s an exploding lines of scented merry making in every life....thank you for sharing.... God bless...a 10 +++++