WHEN I LOOK INTO HER EYES: A CHRISTMAS POEM


A little boy
in tattered clothes
waited his turn in line

He knew their stares
were all on him
and with that, he was fine

He understood
their differences
and truly, didn’t care

His mission here
was bigger than
all others even dare

Moving closer
the line grew short
his wait was soon to end

Rehearsing words
inside his head
when Santa said again

Young man come forth
my time is short
there’s many waiting here

Tell me what gift
you hope to get
on Christmas morn this year

You see Santa
there’s just one gift
I need to make things right

A love so great
no gift to match
my one request tonight

It’s for my mom
her life’s been hard
her pain’s too much to bare

I wish her pain
to be my own
deny me, if you dare

No other gift
this year I seek
be placed under my tree

This one request
I ask of you
please give this gift to me

I’ll gladly take
NO, proud I’d be
to bare her pain with pride

If you’d just talk
to God above
he’ll know you’re on my side

You see, I tried
but fear his plan
was made before my birth

For answer not
my prayers to him
to leave her here on earth

I ask not much
just a few years
enough to raise me right

I’d even trade
my toys and bike
or even trade my sight

Then Santa said
Whoa not so fast
That’s quite a big request

I’ll need some time
I’ll talk to him
I’ll do my very best

Then with a wink
the boy said thanks
and jumped down from his lap

This Christmas gift
will be the best
no need to even wrap

I’ll know he heard
the words you spoke
when Christmas morn I rise

I’ll see her love
witness no pain
when I look into her eyes.
Written by: O’Della Wilson AKA Alhavakia
Copyright December 04, 2007
WHEN I LOOK INTO HER EYES: A CHRISTMAS POEM A little boy in tattered clothes waited his turn in line He knew their stares were all on him and with that, he was fine He understood their differences and truly, didn’t care His mission here was bigger than all others even dare Moving closer the line grew short his wait was soon to end Rehearsing words inside his head when Santa said again Young man come forth my time is short there’s many waiting here Tell me what gift you hope to get on Christmas morn this year You see Santa there’s just one gift I need to make things right A love so great no gift to match my one request tonight It’s for my mom her life’s been hard her pain’s too much to bare I wish her pain to be my own deny me, if you dare No other gift this year I seek be placed under my tree This one request I ask of you please give this gift to me I’ll gladly take NO, proud I’d be to bare her pain with pride If you’d just talk to God above he’ll know you’re on my side You see, I tried but fear his plan was made before my birth For answer not my prayers to him to leave her here on earth I ask not much just a few years enough to raise me right I’d even trade my toys and bike or even trade my sight Then Santa said Whoa not so fast That’s quite a big request I’ll need some time I’ll talk to him I’ll do my very best Then with a wink the boy said thanks and jumped down from his lap This Christmas gift will be the best no need to even wrap I’ll know he heard the words you spoke when Christmas morn I rise I’ll see her love witness no pain when I look into her eyes. Written by: O’Della Wilson AKA Alhavakia Copyright December 04, 2007
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