Friday, December 25

Like snowflakes
floating gently,
to earth,
small kindnesses
touch our lives.
First one, and then another
and another,
until at last the world is
bright and shining
with goodwill.
and once again...
it's Christmas.

1 comment:

Janet said...

Lovely poem, wouldn't it be nice if the world was always filled with kindness?

Thanks for the lovely Christmas card, unfortunately mine never got mailed, but the thought was there, lol.