Twas the night after Christmas
and all through the place...
Underneath the mistletoe,
On a cold Christmas night...
All dressed up
And ready for the day...
~This is about 2/3 years old... I wrote it ages...
Walking through a glittering town...
Grandma you mean so much to me
I'm missing you this Christmas...
The heavens are hushed,
The time has come...
And so, in th'rainy morn of Christmas day
this Jack went out to walk, wasting away...
Christmas joy begins with care
presents don't matter its your family who's there...
This Christmas isn't about the greater good,
nor about why it is often misunderstood...
There's only one thing I want
For this special holiday...
Here's a poem
Written from my heart...
I take my warm soft covers off
flip cold toes into my purple slippers...