Christmas in Idea

the first crackles of.
                   a fire, an Electric
baseboard. the heat, not yet
     Permeated, Beginning 
to seep in,

yet no cold, no
boundary
keeps eyes from Flying, keeps
             Kids from Running
from dark rooms into 
a Swift Sunrise…

Sparkling Snow, in the early
morning light;
Trees, Only One Important,
Bright and Inviting,           Stretching
arms out for an Embrace.

Gifts Twinkle underneath
named, signed and delivered,
from the frozen waste
           It's a good morning, 
           In a good world.