Sangeetha Kamath

Winter pale decking the forests with crystalline jewels  Diamonds luster on the black birch and brown oak boughs studded with pearls Christmas dawns on a frosty sapphire firmament  Cypress and snow laden Willow wands stand tall under the icy raiment  The hallowed ivy wreath hangs upon every door Dangling from my tinkling chandelier are berries of Mistletoe  Around the hearth and fireplace are freshly baked cookies for Santa  Tables are adorned with vases of red gemmed poinsettia  Little red stockings hang by the mantle My Christmas tree is a marvel of gold baubles and star spangle  Scents of myrrh and the fragrance of frankincense  Holly's crimson gleam and the aroma of olive green eucalyptus  Evenings are snug and horizons are a rosy flame There's a jubilant swell of rapture in the valleys and dales Bridal robe of ivory on eaves and the damp chill of dove grays  The north star is frozen amid icicles of diamond rays  Gingerbread houses, apple strudel and cakes glazed with rai

In a garden full of flitting butterflies and flickering fireflies  Lying down on picnic mats and dreaming of the summers gone by Gazing at airplanes flying in the sky so high! Take me back to where my songs were all about the sun, stars and the moon shining bright When rainy days saw me splashing in puddles Winter, in warm quilts and snug fleece bundles A home lit by fireplaces and cozy light of candles Embraced by lilting lullabies and lingering echoes of sweet madrigals  Running through sweet, wet grass on a summer day Ice cubes tinkled in tall jugs of fruit punch and tangy lemonade Daisies and dandelions were my wreath and crown Tucking every wildflower in my hair and playing until sundown Every grove, meadow and stream Lent me tender memories and many sweet dreams  With a soft rain in my heart and love nestled in my heart so deep I'd wandered under the starlight with magic on my fingertips Dreams waltzed on a rainbow and sailed on silent rivers of paradise  Wishes floated down