Warm
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Even with cold antarctic winds chapping my cheeks raw
As I walk back home at 9pm with new blankets for the now colder nights
With the wind forcing me to catch my breath
Across the road
A stranger and I share a laugh
As her umbrella flips backward and breaks away
Calm
When in the middle of the thronging last minute gift buying rush
A mother steals a moment with her daughter over a Mall-Santa photograph
Fragrant
With the familiar turkey roast odour of a parents house
When I see children and grandchildren pull up in a driveway
Children reliving childhood memories
Evoked by the sight of Nanna in her huge apron
Hugging the little ones at the door
A quick glance, and knowing smile stolen at the hubby
Over the car roof.
Snuggly
With the feel of cool silken quilts against your body
And the anticipation of the warmth soon to come
Once the undercover warms up
Relaxed
That far away, loved ones are thinking of us
Just as we are thinking of them
Knowing that all will end well; that this year, too, has passed
For better or worse.
Yes indeed, its Christmas time.