by John R.Greenwood
Ice crystal cold
Crackling fire
Families scatter
To gather close
Soggy wool mittens
From snowball fights
Hang on racks
Of wooden dowels
Ham filled platters
Tease a hungry boy
Rippled chips
Candy bowls
Young ones kneel
In seas of wrap
Christmas sounds
Balsam smells
Kitten swats a
Swaying bulb
Cinnamon scent
Jingle Bells
Cookies, cakes
Family, friends
Twinkling lights
Ginger bread
Heartfelt wishes
To you and yours
Hug the children
Forget the chores
Peace on earth,
Good will toward men
J.R.G.Christmas 2009
Love the poem and the interesting info about how your blog got its title. I love iguanas and didn't know that! There is so much rich material here - I'm sure you're well aware of it all "Iguanas Losing Their Grip" etc. The very fact that you say you're at your 9th hour yourself says a lot ... no matter what - have a Merry Christmas.
ReplyDeleteA perfect picture of what Christmas is like. There is so much warmth and togetherness in your words.
ReplyDeleteYou sent me a whole room full of Christmas with this poem! Just lovely. I want to come visit, hee hee!
ReplyDeleteThis piece sings of many of the warm and sweet moments that join in celebrating the Birth of the Savior Christ Jesus. To me,well written.
ReplyDeletelovely wishes,
ReplyDeletehope all of them come true.
Incredible work,
ReplyDeleteHappy Holidays….
if you write Haiku, welcome sharing with us,
1 to 3 or more are welcome.
no theme.
Hope to see you in,
Smiles!