~ One Christmas Morning ~

One Christmas morning, I found, I must have been bad,
Because, presents from Santa, there's not one that I had.
I looked back on the year, to see what I'd done,
What terrible deeds? But I found not a one.

Oh! I wasn’t an angel, but I tried to be good,
I did all the things, that I thought that I should.
I was always polite, and I never did steal,
A white lie or two, but, no big deal!

I never cheated people or cheated on a wife.
So what was so bad, that I did in my life?
As I looked back on the year, I started to see,
The gifts I'd been given, not under the tree.

The respect of my peers, a Son I'm proud of,
Two beautiful grand-children, whom I dearly love!
The sweet laughter of children, and the smiles they share,
A life full of wonder, filled with people who care!

I realized right then, standing next to the tree,
How selfish I'd been, and Christmas wasn't about me.
It took me a moment to remember, what Christmas was about...
It honors the birth of my Savior, and sacrifice, with no doubts.


Paul(ChryWizard)Posney © 2006

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