Christmas Magic, a poem by Phyllis P. Colucci at
Emma Watson

Christmas Magic

written by: Phyllis P. Colucci



Snowflakes falling; friends are calling
Ol’ Man Winter has donned a new suit…
‘Tis his Seasonal color
of Regal Red and Bright White
A beard, a pipe, a sparkling delight
A nip in the air, hearts fully aware
A new Christmas visit, with vigor and might

Holiday wreaths – they hang in full bloom
While Christmas trees bask ‘neath the magical moon
The Carolers sing a heartwarming tune
Warm Holiday cheer arrives ne’er too soon
All houses decorated with holly and lights
Young children giggling, eyeing the sights

Dear family pets nestled indoors
The fireplace crackling
Soon cookies and smores
Snowmen standing in every front yard
Mailboxes flowing with card after card

Parents frolicking ‘neath their tree
Wrapping kids’ toys with passion and glee
Sleigh bells heard from far and away
‘Tis the start of the season with each coming day
Church bells toll loudly from morning ‘til night
Reminding All people of Christ’s guiding light

Christmas will come, and Christmas will go
Sweet Christmas will bequeath its Holy glow;
Until its return upon Father Time’s wings
As the magic of Christmas rises and sings
…One never ending memory
of a time long ago…
Where a Savior was born for the world to know!



Christmas is an emotional experience enhanced by the spirit and beauty of the Winter Season.

Phyllis P. Colucci

Phyllis P. Colucci

I am a freelance / indie writer (fiction, poetry, blog), residing in Brooklyn, New York.
I retired from a Supervisory/Admin position with a Federal Law Enforcement agency in NYC, a few years back.
Presently, I am pursuing my passion for writing, and most of my writing has that New York edge.
Phyllis P. Colucci
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