Christmas Cards

Betty’s Christmas Card

December 15, 2008

Listen

Sleigh bells — are you listening?

Snow flakes fall — the ground’s a-glistening.

It’s a wonderful sight,

we’ll be happy all night — walking in our winterland.

Look

Everyone is busy,

Rushing on errands,

Long lists in hand.

The mailman is busy

Filling mailboxes

up and down every street

With Christmas cards.

Some cards so big they need extra postage.

Some cards small — filled with love.

Some cards have photos of people and things.

Some cards hold cash.

Some have happy news,

Family weddings, new babies, family reunions, special travels.

Some have sad news,

Accidents, falls, broken bones,

A final goodbye to a loved one.

Some are from soldiers and sailors far away from home.

Some cards are of winter scenes,

Snowmen, reindeer, elves, trees and Charlie Brown.

Some cards wish for peace, calm and hope.

Some cards remind us of the real meaning of Christmas.

Some cards are for sitting down with a

cookie and hot chocolate at hand,

Visiting, by card, with someone you know.

Peel off the Christmas stamp and save for a collection of

holiday stamps, year after year.

Save the envelope until you have time to check your address book.

Do you have it right?

Family and friends grow old, sometimes frail, sometimes far away.

For just one moment, enjoying visiting together — by card.

Cards are history to me.

So, my dear, new friends, this is my Christmas card to you this year.

May your Christmas be merry and your New Year bright!

One response to “Christmas Cards

  1. Betty- It is always a good day when I find one of your cards in my mailbox!

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