Skip to primary content

Michael Cavacini

Award-winning writer and historian.

Michael Cavacini

Main menu

  • Home
  • About Me
  • TNA Knockouts Book
  • DDP Yoga
  • Contact

Post navigation

← Previous Next →

Christmas Day

Posted on December 24, 2012 by Michael Cavacini

20121224-150903.jpg

The barren streets are filled with snow.

The aroma of pines, wines and homemade treats hang in the air.

Through frosted panes of glass, lights are gleaming and hearts are beaming.

One and all come together to spread love and good cheer.

Gifts are given, tales are told, while memories are created between young and old.

Share this:

  • Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
  • Print (Opens in new window) Print
  • Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
  • Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky
  • Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn
  • Share on X (Opens in new window) X
  • Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads
  • Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr
  • Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest
  • Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit
  • Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon
  • Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket
  • Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram
  • Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp
  • Share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor

Like this:

Like Loading...

Related

This entry was posted in Christmas, Family, Poems, Writing and tagged Christmas, Christmas Day, Christmas Eve, Family, M.C. James, Poem, Poetry by Michael Cavacini. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a ReplyCancel reply

Discover more from Michael Cavacini

Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive.

Continue reading

Go to mobile version
%d