The Trappings of Christmas - a holiday poem

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In the spirit of the holidays, I asked my friend Caren if I could post her lovely poem to my blog.  She graciously consented so here it is:



The Trappings of Christmas
By Caren Cantrell

Snow covered hilltops, holly so green,
Bright colored lights cast a glaze on the scene.
A jolly old man with an elf by his side,
Shouts for his reindeer to come take a ride.
Laden with presents he takes off with glee.
What joy to leave wonder beneath each child’s tree.
All glitter and sparkle, an angel on top
Candy canes, tinsel, corn ready to pop
Baubles and bangles and garland of gold,
These are the trappings of Christmas I’m told.
But my house is humble, no bright lights shine clear,
No presents, no eggnog, no stockings hang here.
Yet billions of stars spark up the night sky,
And twinkle the snowflakes with joy as they fly.
A warm fire cackles, our family draws near,
A simple meal waiting, no hunger to fear.
Prayers of thanksgiving for family and friends,
Hugs and good wishes; all troubles to end.
A sense of belonging that fits like a glove,
The trappings of Christmas are all about love. 



Caren Cantrell is an author who writes both children's picture books and non-fiction works on topics that are important to her. She is also the owner of 102nd Place LLC which specializes in helping entrepreneurs and small business owners distinguish themselves in their marketplace by utilizing the "Ultimate Business Card" - their published book. 

In her writing life, Caren is currently focusing on the children's market. She has started an educational line of photo picture books on Kindle under the pen name Matthew Taylor. These Planet Discovery Books for Kids are targeted to those 6 to 9 years old. She is also working on several picture books to delight and amaze her two young grandchildren.

Caren lives in Scottsdale, Arizona where she enjoys playing golf with her husband, hiking the desert mountains and basking in the sun.

 Happy Trails,

 Leslie

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