Bonnie’s newest poem cut me to the quick,
It made me take notice and got me feeling quite sick,
Of late I have been bitching and moaning,
As I have been all wrapped up in my self,
And then this letter from a four year old,
To Santa and I find myself crying out like a hungry baby chick…
Feelings have been brought forth by her write,
That has made me to a degree realize what’s in the world, right,
I’d like to apologize to all those that have of me read,
Of my whining, bitching & moaning with regards of my petty dread…
THANK YOU Bonnie, for hitting this, in me, nerve,
Off the right road this Christmas season I HAD taken a swerve,
Usually I don’t seem to enjoy Christmas, but was only thinking of me,
I am going to try to think less of me, and this Christmas season,
Maybe I can find a way for myself to of others serve…
© ed ;-) 12/9/08
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THE TRUE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS IS THE GIVING OF - OURSELVES !!!
NOT PRESENTS BUT - LOVE - CARING - UNDERSTANDING - HELPING OTHERS!
THAT'S THE TICKET !
Each & every day, when my eyes open, my affirmation is:
"Thank you, GOD - for another Beautiful, Wonderful Day!"
yet another chance to LIVE ... Tom.
It left a lump the size of Dallas in my throat and tears running down my face: there, but for the Grace of God, go us. Puts things in perspective, doesn't it? We are blessed. Indeed.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
And being a Mall Santa like fee says is a wonderful idea brother!
Ed the Elder
Fee
(((HUGS))) and much love to you, (((Dear Man)))!
~As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :) X0X0X0X0