w c

Christmas Wants

Christmas Wants

 

I sometimes like to reach

For the things I want

I forget the things I need

And greedy comes along

 

When I reach out for my wants

I really am a sight

So much wasted effort

When my needs would best provide

 

When will I grow up

When will I mature

When will I be an adult

When will my greed be cured

 

The Christmas gift for me

Surprises me a bit

It satisfies a want

And that’s the joy in it

Comments2

  • orchidee

    A fine write wc.

    • w c

      Thanks Orchidee!

    • Janie

      Love this one 💕

      • w c

        Thanks Janie!



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