During the holiday season, we often take the time to reflect on how we celebrated past Christmases. 

 

It’s been twenty-six years since the first Christmas I spent with the lovely woman who would become my wife. I posted the poem below on December 15, 2021. I’m posting it again with the Postscript 2022. I’d like to share the poem, with the addendum, titled . . .

 

 

Our First Christmas

“With Postscript 2022”

 

It is hard to believe

we are celebrating

our first Christmas together—

the first of many to come.

It is a joy

to decorate

our home,

to create

our Christmas spirit,

and to celebrate

the meaning

of the holiday.

 

I see the pleasure

in your eyes

and the warmth

in your heart.

You make the season

come alive.

You, my lovely redhead,

ignite the spirit

in my soul

and bring joy

to my life.

 

I admire your desire

to include others,

who might otherwise

have spent

the holiday alone,

in the splender

of Christmas day

and the happiness

we have found.

You are a wonderful person

and I am blessed

by your presence

in my life.

 

I wish for us,

years of blissfulness

together,

and for you,

the fulfillment

of all your dreams.

 

Merry Christmas, my darling.

May our love deepen

as the years go by.

  

Copyright © 1996 Alan Lowe. All rights reserved.

 

 

Postscript 2022

Our first Christmas

served as the foundation

for our future together.

 

As the years passed,

we grew closer.

Two people,

with different

religious backgrounds,

appreciated and celebrated

both Christmas and Hanukkah.

 

Today, we adore

the Christmas lights

hanging inside

and outside our home

and stand next to one another

and light the Hanukkah candles.

 

The lights of these holidays

warm our hearts

and brighten our world—

one we will cherish

forever.

 

 

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