A Christmas Wish
I walk down the shadowed hallway,
The house, so cold this time of year.
To the closet where it's tucked away,
In that box of holiday cheer.
I filter through the ornaments,
Through the lights and silver stencil.
The long forgotten innocense,
Of cards drawn in colored pencil.
It's here somewhere, just hard to find,
Not much of a decoration.
Beneath the wreath, a soul's bequeath,
Wrapped in disappreciation.
"Will you help decorate the tree?"
Simple question for her to ask.
"You don't know what that means to me,
You sure you'd be up to the task?"
I'm not sure just how to answer,
But the best way I know to start...
Is the ornament I offer
Within this box, a tarnished heart.
I'll gladly place it on the tree,
After I polish it for you.
I'll light the roof for all to see,
Hang stockings for the children, too.
We can go caroling one night.
We can make angels in the snow.
Or cuddle by the warm firelight,
Where we can make love sweet and slow.
Yes, I'll help decorate the tree,
I've just one thing to ask of you;
Would you spend next Christmas with me,
So a tarnished heart may shine anew?
It's the little things you take for granted
That'll mean the most to you when they're gone.
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 12-02-1999).]