Christmas
There was once a poor familyThat Christmas was not able for them to see
To poor to even support
There house was in the middle of a beaten up basket ball court
Christmas was about to arrive
The spirit of Christmas in their family wasn't even alive
Not knowing what Christmas was even about
Miraculously that Christmas they got so many presents they couldn't count
After that Christmas their life changed
Their hopes ranged
Now they know Christmas isn't about what you get
It's about family where deep inside your heart's lit
Poetry by Ariel Bennett
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Written on 2006-10-23 at 03:21
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