Every year, I write a poem for Christmas, and include it in my Christmas cards to friends and family. For the days leading up to Christmas, I’m publishing all of my Christmas poems here, as a kind of Advent calendar.
Today’s poem was written in 2016.
If Christmas were a cloud, it would always snow
If Christmas were a star, it would be aglow
If Christmas were a lake, it would run so deep
If Christmas were a guard, she would never sleep
If Christmas were a plant, it would be a holly
If Christmas were an elf, he would be so jolly
If Christmas were a color, it could never choose
From reds and greens rejoicing, or mystic midnight blues
If Christmas were a drink, it would be red wine
If Christmas were a tree, a gentle-needled pine
If Christmas were a shoe, it would have a bell
If Christmas were a sense, you know it would be smell
If Christmas were the moon, it’d be full and bright
If Christmas were a chess piece, the happy hopping knight
If Christmas were a squirrel, it’d be the kind that flies
If Christmas were a dream, it’s one that never dies
If Christmas were a hat, it would be a toque
If Christmas were a Jedi, it would sure be Luke
If Christmas were a cake, it’d be angel-food
If Christmas were a beer, it would be home-brewed
If Christmas were a cherry, it would have no pit
If Christmas were a candle, it’d be always lit
If Christmas were a bird, it would be a dove
But Christmas is a gift, and that gift is holy love
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