Life was quite different if only but a year ago,
Stockings hung upon the mantle, Yule Log all aglow,
Tree festooned with lights and presents all around,
Carolers outside singing their voices to God resound.
Yes but just a year ago all seemed as it should,
Friends and family gathered round all seemed well and good,
The Christmas Spirit filled our hearts and filled the air,
Hope and Joy is all we felt without a single care.
Huddled close together my family did pray and wait,
Under the bridge in a snow covered makeshift crate,
A far cry from the luxury and opulence we once knew,
Far from the friends and family we once held true.
Upon a lonely corner I did stand, hand held out in need,
Just a dime or quarter to the bustling crowd I did plead,
If not for me... for my family will you share,
Please won’t you stop to offer just a simple prayer?
Walking “home” on that cold and dreary Christmas Eve,
My heart in anguish, and for my family I did grieve,
For I had nothing to give them no gifts did I bear,
Except a few pieces of candy and a half eaten pear.
As I arrived my hope was renewed and from me were lifted all of my fears
I fell to my knees, my heart filled with joy my eyes filled with tears,
For my dear family in my absence kept busy all that day,
To create for us the most spectacular Christmas display.
Dirty socks upon that makeshift crate were hung,
Upon a small bush strands of newsprint strung,
A simple cross with sticks the children made,
And for a manger a broken doll in a box was laid.
From within carried on voices oh so sweet Silent Night,
As candles provided them all a bit of warmth and light,
And there upon the cold dirt floor the Good Book lay,
Tattered pages opened to the story of that Holy day.
The day when God came down and in a lowly manger lay,
And among the poor and discarded chose to walk & pray,
Nowhere to lay His weary head in His short life
He came to save and upon Himself take all our strife.
A night filled with sadness turned to a day filled with cheer,
Though we had no possessions I felt much richer this year,
For the true meaning of Christmas was sent from above,
To put it quite simply....It’s nothing but Love.
Kyle Boud-Robertson
12/25/10
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