I Like Christmas

I like Christmas in shadows of white,
When trees and people are happy and bright,
Fighting the wind, fighting the sorrow,
They live the moment and embrace the tomorrow.

I like Christmas, the smell of white pine,
How globs and odors in a bottle of wine,
Filling the space, filling the time,
They touch the soul and easy the mind.

I like Christmas in the light of a candle,
With thought and heart gloomy and rebel,
Singing a carol, singing of joy,
They ride the time full of enjoy.

I like Christmas, the snowflakes in spin,
While on clothes and rounding of skin,
Hugging the people, hugging the earth,
They clear the air and soul for rebirth.