Christmas

Seeing you wrapped up in your winter clothes,

You leaning towards me to get some warmth,

Side hugging you while we stare at the Christmas tree,

Kissing your right cheek when you least expect it,

Having a Christmas dinner, perhaps with some wine, just you and me,

Letting you take the first bite of the ice cream that we are having for dessert,

Going home and watch a Christmas movie together,

And you falling asleep halfway through the movie in my arms.

I may not be a Christian,

But that’s Christmas to me.

That’s the Christmas I would want to be.