Poem: The Very Best Thing About Christmas

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The Very Best Thing About Christmas

By Cynthia Sheridan

     

     

The thing about Christmas, the thing I love most

      It isn’t the stuffing, the turkey or roast

      It’s not Christmas cookies, although I agree

      Such seasonal sweets are a reason for glee

      It could be the music, with carolers singing

      Shiny brass trumpets, and silver bells ringing

      Of course there are presents- exciting to open

      Especially the one that is what you were hopin’

      I love all the cards that show up in the mail

      Year after year, they come without fail

      Not to mention the lights! How they twinkle and glow

      On storefronts and rooftops, wherever you go

      But the thing about Christmas (and here my poem ends)

      Yes, the very best thing … is to share it with friends.