These Are My JOTtings...

The Wondrous Christmas Gift

Our chilly porch in wonders lie
for something new to come.
The fluffy flakes with joy apply
all hearts in need of some.

Each mouth agape in wonder's bliss
at gift before the Day.
The clouds have floated down to kiss
each child, no need for sleigh.

What hills of white that make the grass
to quickly disappear!
The furniture and shrubb'ry pass
beyond the sight, though near.

The lamppost glows throughout the scene
on nightfall's blanket, rare.
Could Tumnus dance his hooves all clean
in Narnia out there?

All colored lights adorn the trees
of outdoor's whitewashed room.
This joy-filled play is free of fees
that Christmas casts assume.

A cardinal adorns a branch
with fam'ly huddled near
protected from an avalanche
by needles. Have no fear.

The bow appears in hues of red
from porch light through the trees.
Creative hearts are greatly fed
by touches such as these.

A cup of tea in blanket warm
bring peace to anxious heart.
Arriving comes the red-clad form.
More giving from this start.

One wonders if the light-clad tree
with present-pregnant floor
could better yet what I now see
and feel and do adore.

"I thank, thee, Snow, great wondrous gift,
for falling this cold night.
"My heart made full my spirits lift,
and all the world is right."

by Jay O'Toole
on July 12th, 2018

Form: iambic tetrameter and iambic trimeter couplets
with A - B - A - B rhyme scheme