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
- Author: w c ( Offline)
- Published: December 30th, 2017 01:03
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
Comments2
A fine write wc.
Thanks Orchidee!
Love this one 💕
Thanks Janie!
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