My Christmas Vacation 2009 Poem by Susan T. Aparejo

December, a month to remember
Rain cascading in full, wonder,
Cold penetrates in my spine shiver,
Closing my eyes as a great dreamer.

My spirit brought me to Bethlehem,
A star above tells me its Him,
He tells me to enjoy my dream,
Moist me in the December Hymn,
As “ Merry Christmas” carol gleam.

I Love these days of my vacation,
A gift to prize myself from tiredness,
Time to free me from work passion,
As the time never question the delayed
Pressure is really my aversion.

Hug my pillows my everlasting peer,
Bed that frills my ambition share,
Every minute is no limit in there,
When work appears no time be here,
I prize every moment of my vacation,
I SWEAR!