Christmas Air

It’s in the air
I hear it
The bells the laughter there
The carols and the whispers
Gift papers’ crackling tear
The popping corn, the violins
Piano softly playing
The door bell chimes
The happy rush
Of children back from sleighing
It’s in the air
I smell it
The pine boughs everywhere
The cookies in the oven
The cider steaming there
The roasting nuts and cinnamon
The burning yuletide log
The pungent air, the turkey’s sage
The dampness of the fog
It’s in the air
I see it
The color, sparkling lights
The greenery, flickering fire
The snowflakes dancing white
The tinsel and the dazzle
The holly and the bows
Poinsettias, garlands, berries
And Santa’s cheeks and nose
It’s in the air
I feel it
The tug of memories
Anticipation tingles
Reunions happy squeeze
The warmth, the hugs the kisses
Cousin, nephew, niece
The magic of each moment
The hope, the joy, the peace

© Lucille Falk Miller
~ January 5, 1986