A child has just lost his father, his mother is heartbroken but it is Christmas.


THE CHRISTMAS PRESENT



A little child looked up at me with eyes so shiny bright
His face was filled with wonder and he laughed with great delight
In my arms I held his gift from our family and yet
It was something he had wanted but not dared to hope he'd get

I'd asked his mum before hand, if indeed it was allowed
She'd thought a bit and then she said, her head so sadly bowed
His daddy would have bought it for him Christmastime this year
But as he's not here I thank you, it is something we'll hold dear

I placed into that small child's arms a wriggling little puppy
Who looked up then and licked his face and it made that child so happy
I'll call him Ben the boy then said, that was my daddy's name
He won't mind me calling my new doggie just the same

My daddy's up in heaven he went up there last week
But Ben will now look after us, his mother looked so bleak
But thank you both she said to us for bringing such great joy
And for giving such a lovely present, to my little boy.




Poetry by Pamel Brooke
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Written on 2008-12-15 at 22:17

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