Some folks get comfort from tradition
Others thrive on bold sedition
I have a more unique condition
Finding comfort in this premonition
A starry night both crisp and clear
Under the shining moon above
After a day of sun filled skies
Hand in hand with you my love
Your heart is a gift to the world
You wrapped it in ribbons of curlicue rhthyms
Placed the whole package under my tree
On a sticker so small that it might have been missed
Written “I love you” in a minor blues riff
Some celebrate wildly with food and with drinks
Some people read quietly, and in solitude think
There are those who watch movies right on the brink
For me the best part of the season are links
To the heart of my world
To the song in my soul
To the one who lights up the darkening swirl
Of shadows which never quite leave
The losses of all I have grieved
As Christmas approaches with a potential for gifts
I look in the presence for the spirit which lifts
My eyes from the troubles I’m leaving behind
To a future of hope in my heart
And a joy in my mind
If ever there were a love such as this
I would step forward with courage to claim that first kiss
Some people look to tradition
Some people are strong on sedition
I have this unique condition
Taking comfort in this Holiday premonition
It may be next week, or it may be next year
We’ll be together at Christmas sharing good cheer
We’ll be together at Christmas sharing good cheer
