White Christmas Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

in the garden the Christmas tree
is waiting for assuming
like every year
gardens are being lightened up
with fairy lights
attracting eyes of
children and adults

white Christmas more
will bring us closer
to themselves at least a bit
and we will share the wafer
we will pass
the sign of peace on to ourselves
and we will return

to everyday duties
and habits
it will not change much
not to say nothing
recalling the wafer
will only summon the smile
for a moment...