Christmas Cactus

 

Oh, Christmas cactus

within your lovely space,

you chase away the cold winter winds.

Among your red blooms,

I recall the past seasons

when our family gathered

for the Christmas dinner 

and unwrapped presents

before the flaming fireplace.

The cactus!  The cactus!

Come give the cactus a song.

I caress your satin buds,

laugh, and sing carols.

Oh, Christmas cactus!

How do you know 

to bloom on His birthday?

--Brenda Kay Ledford

I wish all my blogger friends a blessed Christmas overflowing with peace and joy!

Brenda 

Deck the Lodge

 

Brasstown Resort decked

with evergreen boughs,

red ribbons wrap the stairs,

mistletoe and wreaths hung.

Lights glow on the tree

trimmed with old-fashioned ornaments,

the logs brightly burning

in the rock fireplace.

The resort is filled with cheer,

merry Christmas music,

drinking apple cider,

the snowcapped pine branches,

and thousands of crystals glitter

on the Brasstown Bald;

cardinals chatter at the feeders,

paper chains hug the tree.

               --Brenda Kay Ledford

This poem appeared in "West End Poet's Newsletter,"

                                     December/January/ February 2021

www.westendpoetsweekend.com

I wish all my blogger friends a very Merry Christmas and joyful New Year!

Jesus is the reason for the season!!!