Christmas Eve

I still see Christmas

Through a child's eyes.

The magical sparkle

Of Christmas lights

And tinsel on the tree.

Remembering the ride

Through the dark to grandma's.

The air seemed to shimmer

And the stars were touched

With dreams of Santa.

The adults swirled around

The orbit of a child's world

Filled with wonder

And anticipation.

The clink of glasses

The crunch of cookies

The joy of laughter

All mingled with

Silent Night

To create the music

Of the evening

To create the memories

That are Christmas.