Inanimate but has life .....

It glitters and it glows and it's filled with light,
it maybe the most loved and forsaken in the nights !!
Its white and draped in virtues of fun,
it lives a life enjoyed by none !!

The landscape around is covered in this white beauty,
if you cannot see the innocence you have not done your duty !!
The misty skies call out aloud,
its mine and you have taken it so please be proud !!

The man with the white beard and the big sack,
lives in a wonderland filled with all this in his rack !!
His reindeer's feed on the imagination of this gift,
they try and taste its wonders and it helps them to lift !!

I am human and so i cannot taste it,
but i try and use it to keep my imagination lit !!
It helps me wonder and think,
it takes my spirit as if it was a sink !!

The bare trees in the moonlit sky,
beckon it to come and join them in the tie !!
They refuse as if it's too lame,
there is no excuse to leave the ground and hang with them !!

They Absorb the shadows and the sounds,
they give fun to a child sitting on a merry go round !!
The footsteps that show but are not heard,
are the final desire of a vagabond or a bard !!

I wish i was one of them inanimate but still alive,
living in ones imagination where there is no need to strive !!
I wish i could fall down with shows of splendour,
and cover the ground with significance but still tender !!

The night lives on and so does the glory,
the light lives on and so their story !!
They lie on there in the cool breeze so low,
its nothing but the serene and sacred snow !!