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ONCE UPON A CHRISTMAS EVE (A rework of an older poem)
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ONCE UPON A CHRISTMAS EVE (A rework of an older poem) |
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AlexanderPoetry Junior Member
since 2006-07-31
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ONCE UPON A CHRISTMAS EVE Once upon a Christmas eve, one night, some years ago, The ground now frosted over, as the rain had turned to snow. A howling wind blew fiercely, as the dusk brought on the night, People wrapped up warmly, as the cold began to bite. A season when both each and all, brought joy at end of year, Good tidings to their fellow men, a festive time of cheer. Gift wrapped boxes given, carol singers at the door, It seemed that everyone was loving Christmas time once more. But yet, this tale reflects on someone different from the rest, No seasonal hypocrisy would change things for the best. For somewhere in the summer time, his Mommy went away, It seems she went to heaven, and there always she will stay. So now he has a photograph he keeps with him instead, Since God had taken her away while she lay in her bed. No longer is she there to tell him things will be all right, No longer lay him down to sleep, and kiss his brow goodnight. He looks upon the Christmas tree, a vacant hollow stare, Then slowly turns his gaze towards the presents lying there. There must be more than any other year, there was before, Yet all the gifts in all the world, would never find a cure. The only one he wanted was the one that's free to buy, The one he always prayed for, and yet God would still deny. No more her arms to hold him on a cold and scary night, No more the words " I love you" as she squeezes him so tight. The clock creeps into evening, and he's taken up to bed, He tries to brave a smile, to be as strong as Daddy said. But once his father leaves him, and is walking down the hall, He pulls the covers closer, and the tears begin to fall. With hands clasped tight, he says a prayer, a whisper barely heard, Such innocent emotion is instilled every word. He asked that God watch over him, since Mommy had to go, And would he please take care of her, and that he loved her so. He asked if she could come to him, and take away his pain, But realised that all his prayers so far, had been in vain. Another day awaits him, where his Mommy will be missed, How can there be a Christmas time, if God does not exist. He slowly slipped to dreamland and slept soundly until dawn, The sound of church bells ringing as the Christmas day was born. His weary eyes now opened as he slowly lifts his head, Then as he rises, sees a letter left upon his bed. It wasn't something that was lying there the night before, His name upon an envelope, but what he wasn't sure. Something that his Mom had left, was written in a note, As once again, his tears did build, he read the words she wrote... PLEASE DO NOT BE SAD FOR ME, AND JUST GIVE ME A THOUGHT, JUST LET ME SHARE IN WHAT YOU CHOOSE, OR SOMETHING THAT YOU BOUGHT. EACH TIME THAT YOU ARE HAPPY, OR YOU WISH UPON THAT STAR, I ALWAYS WILL BE WITH YOU, FOR I'M RIGHT THERE WHERE YOU ARE. AND EVERY PLACE YOU GO TO, I WILL GO THERE WITH A SMILE, I'LL FOLLOW CLOSE BEHIND YOU AND WALK WITH YOU EVERY MILE. ALTHOUGH YOU CANNOT SEE ME, I AM ALWAYS' WATCHING YOU, TOGETHER WE WILL MAKE THE BEST OF EVERYTHING YOU DO. FOR ALL THE LOVE I HAVE FOR YOU, AND ALL THE LOVE WE SHARE, I ALWAYS WILL BE PART OF YOU, IN KNOWING THAT YOU CARE, FOR ALL THE THINGS YOU MEAN TO ME, AND ALL THE TEAR'S YOU'VE CRIED, WILL KEEP US CLOSE TOGETHER AS I STAY HERE BY YOUR SIDE. Some years have passed along since then, and older he has grown, He still looks at the letter, everytime he feels alone, Sometimes he still remembers, yet no longer does he grieve, For never will he loose the love that came on Christmas Eve. copyright.2010.alexander. |
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