Christmas Long Ago

There is a cold wind blowing

I can feel that Winters coming on ...

There is a chill in this old heart

My Spirit is No longer bright or strong.

I'm not looking for Christmas

That was a time long ago...

How I wish I could just skip this

No longer beauty in the yuletides glow.

There just could not be any treasure

That could make me really care...

Other then to wake on Christmas Morning

Then Just  to find you standing there .

All these pretty things ,

Underneath  the Christmas tree...

Lost their shimmer and sparkle bright

And mean nothing much to me.

Yes there's a cold wind blowing

Winter In my heart is on its way ...

So what good is this dawn coming

That grows into Christmas Day .

By Pam Gallo

copyright 2007