Christmas Musings Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

When I think of Christmas and the spirit thereof, I think of the aroma drifting throughout the entire house from Mom's cooking and the distinct smell of tobacco from grandpa's pipe. I think of the family gathering to exchange gifts and the joy in children's faces at the thought of Santa, snow and school's winter break.

When I think of Christmas and the spirit thereof, the memories of years gone by begin flood my mind. Thoughts of how I felt as a child around this time of year. Even now, I can almost taste the candy canes and hot cocoa. I recall the colorful decorations, the busy shoppers, the sound of jingle bells and carolers singing Silent Night.

When I think of Christmas and the spirit thereof, I think of love. Yes, it is so obvious at Christmas, more so than at any other time of the year. People seem to care so much more, they are less selfish and more willing to give selflessly. Good will abounds everywhere!

Then I think of the most sacrificial act of love and display of good will to man of all time; of how God loved the world so much He gave His only begotten Son. God's gift to man was the greatest Christmas gift ever given, sent down from heaven above. So, when I think of Christmas and the spirit thereof, I think of Christ.

© December 2009 by Loyd C. Taylor