Submissions by Shamrock

December brings with it the cold winter nights,
The white snow and blue lights,
The red fires and orange pyres,
And the chilling wind which seems to lift our fears,
If only for a little while,
And move them to a slightly better place.
The warm glow surrounding every evening,
The time spent with close friends;
Deep inside we're all quietly hoping for the ice to freeze our problems,
And for the sun to melt them away and run them to the rivers,
But we know that'll never happen.
Something radiates,
A deep nostalgia;
Remembering Santa Clause,...