Lights Poem by anais vionet

It truly reflects the mood and scene of Christmas. Thanks.

It's not just whimsy. It's also an gnome-like feat of twisting tiny strings of lights around every twig of those street-side trees. It's as if human hands were temporarily animated by elfin or infernal energy.

This is the month of Christmas; when the word comes to mind then there the imagination spreads the colorful ray of lights; wherever it moves sees nothing without colorful lights and happy smiling with gifts; yes, Christmas means the happy, the unity of understanding, the charity, the asking of forgiveness gathering in one holy place as the universal unity where multicolored lights focusing that it's the mercy of Jesus Christ;

showering multicolored holiday grace across//beautifully penned about the month of Christmas ///congrats for being selected this beautiful short as POD...from me 5******

Christmas lights are starting to bloom, showering multicolored holiday grace across increasingly bare, late fall suburban landscapes. I LOVE, I NEED, the perfectly placed, perfectly timed, whimsy. - - - We need light to illuminate our inner self as well as outer space.- - A lovely poem, very apt for this time of the year.Congratulations for being selected Poet of the Day!

The Christmas lights lift everyone's spirits.