Christmas Poem
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Staring at the glass window,
Watching the hard beat of water splashed against it.
Listening to the thunder roar
Seeing the lightning flash
Imagining a time of War
I am not certain whether
it's the tinsel or lights,
but I do know
this is more
than just a tree.
Under my Christmas tree you will find
No gifts. No jingling bells. No cards of Christmas joy.
Under my Christmas tree you will find
Pandora's box unleashed. Sirens upon sirens. Eyes full of tears and anger.
The wind blows,The snow flows,Drifting in and out of children's dreams.We hear the tick tock,Of Santa’s watch,Waiting to see his sleigh.Here on Christmas day.The chimney shakes,
