Waking up With A Smile

Shes had this dream before many times. An idea of a warm romantic Christmas eve,
But there was never a face to put with the perfect idea. In this dream the fire wood was not burning brightly, the tree undecorated. No stockings hung up on mantels or gifts abound. Just a figure holding another, and a tree standing nearby.
She had this dream of the Advent late last night, but much had changed.
He joined her there in the night time,
He wrapped around her, and a blanket around him.
The fireplace burned and cracked next to them, while ribbon and wrapping paper flew around.
Christmas time is here, gifts of love and cheer, the tree was lit up,
And holly overhead,
They celebrated with wide eyes, wide smiles,
Families surrounding,
Perfection.

-A