
I thought there’d be one more Christmas
Below the foggy redwood line
In the temperate golden sunlight
Of California’s winter time
But life had other plans for me
And so the next I knew
My life was packed in boxes tight
And northward bound I flew
Here the winter skies are gray
The hush of snow abounds
No California winter sun
Shines down upon this ground
The life I’d come to know so well
The sea salt and rolling fog
The Bay and golden foothills
Now grace this monologue
This Christmas in our new home
Amongst the peaks and pines
Finds my tiny family brood
Building new and joyful lives
Those California Christmases
With lit palm trees in lines
Painted purple sunsets
Now only in my mind
Here night descends at 4PM
We tuck in nice and warm
The PNW slows life down
Outside my new front door
More time to talk about our days
New adventures we began
New traditions being created
With new family and friends
Another California Christmas
Has rolled around again
I reflect upon it fondly
As my new chapter begins
-gws