On rapid little little feet Christmas swiftly approaches. There will not be too much celebration here, I will be working. But I will make the Christmas cookies to share with others. I will spread the word "Merry Christmas!" with those coming and going. I will keep it alive in my heart.
My tree is small yet beautiful. I light it each night and it warms my heart. Gilligan tucks himself into a chair nearby and sleeps in it;s light. Animals..I have always felt, know the joy of Christmas...it's simplistic message of love and peace. As a child I used to wonder..because our animal friends acted differently on Christmas, like they knew something special was happening. They quietly yet expectantly waited on Christmas morning. I remember talking to my brothers about this.
Was it just a fantasy that animals can speak or understand on Christmas? Perhaps, but they seem to share the anticipation..the waiting. Or was this just a dream I really wanted?
I know from past experience that our dogs and cats were watchful and waiting on Christmas eve. I'd like to believe that they shared in the joy. Even today Gilligan respects the Christmas tree, and would rather lay near it then climb it. He knows that there is something under the tree for him.
My tree is small yet beautiful. I light it each night and it warms my heart. Gilligan tucks himself into a chair nearby and sleeps in it;s light. Animals..I have always felt, know the joy of Christmas...it's simplistic message of love and peace. As a child I used to wonder..because our animal friends acted differently on Christmas, like they knew something special was happening. They quietly yet expectantly waited on Christmas morning. I remember talking to my brothers about this.
Was it just a fantasy that animals can speak or understand on Christmas? Perhaps, but they seem to share the anticipation..the waiting. Or was this just a dream I really wanted?
I know from past experience that our dogs and cats were watchful and waiting on Christmas eve. I'd like to believe that they shared in the joy. Even today Gilligan respects the Christmas tree, and would rather lay near it then climb it. He knows that there is something under the tree for him.
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