December 23, 2005

'Tis the Season.

'Tis the season when some believe, more than hope, that miracles are possible.

          'Tis the season when miracles begged are wasted breath.

'Tis the season when gifts are given to say, "I love you."

          'Tis the season when spending is required, feelings incidental.

'Tis the season when fantasy becomes reality.

          'Tis the season when reality becomes fantasy.

'Tis the season for embracing a light that is born or a light that won't die. 

          'Tis the season for the dark nail of depression or the fear of a light lost.

'Tis the season for emotions.

          'Tis the season for emotions.