OK, my entry for this Magpie Tale (click to see other entries) challenge is a bit of a stretch, but I went driving tonight through some amazing neighborhoods that literally "glowed" with Christmas cheer. The photo above is the prompt and I wanted to tie the two together. This is a bit quirky and not so well done poetically, but I hope you get some enjoyment out of it!
"A Labor of Love"
by Margaret Bednar
His beloved provided Tom with a request to pursue
“Make it tasteful, make it shine with the spirit of Christmas.
Create a display”, his dear wife said, “for us to share and view.
May I rely upon you, husband of mine?” He assured her, “Oh, yes!”
Taking up the gauntlet, Tom accepted the challenge. Off to Lowes
He selected “suitable and refined” - a perfect crimson red,
Hunter green wreaths adorned with rich, velvety bows
And white wooden rockers (she always had wanted).
Spotlight illuminating, he swaggered to the street
To admire his resplendent front porch celebrating the season.
Affixing the gloves upon his hand, Tom slowly turned to view his great feat
When from the corner of his eye he saw Mr. Anderson.
Gazing upon his own achievement, which was quite notable indeed
With lights all a twinkling, red and white candy canes all aglow.
On down the sidewalk Tom looked and saw the yard of Don McCread
Bedecked with Frosty and Santa and sparkly trees in the snow.
Walking past house after house, his pride took a hit,
Even spying upon the doorstep of eight-thirteen, St. Nikolaus himself!
Tom threw his gloves upon the snow, declaring his work unfit
He would return the items and place his tools back upon the shelf.
And then the final blow, the grand finale in fact
Obviously an over-achiever, but grand all the same
A site to lure children of all ages - and boy, it did attract
Cars and vans, and how the wonderous people did exclaim!
Glitz and blitz and a frequency channel, 102.3
Blinking and flashing to the rhythm of the song
Tom stood transfixed and then, slowly, felt such glee
For it wasn’t about competing, he had been so wrong.
Slipping and sliding, he raced back home to surprise his bride
With the gift from his heart, he knew she would approve
It wasn’t about showing off to neighbors, at least he had tried
It was about displaying affection, it was his labor of love.