When I was a child
The only good times were at Christmas
We were happy not because there were gifts
Because there was peace at Christmas time
The only time my father was happy
The Christmas season made him different
Even though we had no money
Somehow he got us a Christmas tree
It went up on Christmas Eve
When we woke up in the morning
This magnificent Christmas tree stood there
Decorated to perfection
Sometimes we received a gift and sometimes we didn’t
All I can say is
Our house was happy at Christmas
In later year we all would gather for one day of the year
That was Christmas Eve
- Author: D.J.Colditz (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 20th, 2023 16:34
- Comment from author about the poem: While we all don’t get together anymore. Christmas Eve was and is an enjoyable Time for my family.
- Category: Family
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