Magic
written by: Mel Andela
With snow falling gently
And lights on the tree
With ornaments shining
Some made by me
With decorations around
Some old and some new
And favourite books of the season
We wait for the year through
That touch of bright magic
Glints in the air
You don’t see but you feel it,
Know that it’s there
In the ribbons and bows
Holly and boughs
In the carols we sing
With joyous abound
In the warm glow of lights
On packages packed
To bring joy to others
Our thought and love wrapped
In the stockings we hang
That get filled like a trick
In the cookie plate crumbs
That mean magic exists
In the moments we sit
Just looking up at the tree
The lights glowing soft
It’s Christmas magic we see
Mel fell in love with the magic of storytelling at a young age. Realizing she could create that magic too, she started writing as soon as she could hold a pencil. Mel lives in a small town in Ontario, Canada, reading anything and everything, and writing short fiction and poetry whenever she gets the chance.
