THIS IS CHRISTMAS

THIS IS CHRISTMAS

Should not be a fantasy as this is what the season should be,

A helping hand to those in need whatever their pain may you see.

Give a little of yourself, a simple but warming of the heart it will create,

Presents are great but is this all the holiday means to our forgetting world.

We see with our eyes the homeless of the land, so much tragedy at hand,

Christmas is beautiful but at the same time life moves on, things don’t change.

Put aside those material things that seem to make or break, put a smile or frown,

That’s not the spirit of Christmas, open our eyes we need to do, what do we have.?

A roof over your head, sheltered from the cold, food on the table, better than a ho, ho, ho,

A bed to sleep in, try sleeping outside, a shower to be clean, a warm fire is a gift of its own.

Merry Christmas,

Keith Garrett

 

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I HAD TO COME BACK

I HAD TO COME BACK

I’ve been away for such a long time,

Thinking about that last Christmas with you.

We had so many plans, a day taken for granted,

Looking forward to all special things of the season.

With a flash, it went away, we were not to be anymore,

I can’t imagine what it was like for you and our son.

I had to come back, Christmas is upon us once again,

To see your face, to see our son just one more time,

Just know that I love you both, have good lives.

I had to come back for Christmas, I had to see,

Keep a smile on your faces, until again forever we’ll be.

Keith Garrett

 

WHAT IS IT YOU SEEK?

WHAT IS IT YOU SEEK

In the dark of a Winters night, I see you,

What is it you seek standing there on this cold night.

What I seek is not to be seen, listen to me,

I am still young as I stand and dream.

The falling snow rains down upon my head,

It is silent but the touch of it is cold to my skin.

The bells from the church chime into my ears,

This beautiful sound is something heard.

The cold wind cannot be seen, for me only heard,

I listen as they sing from door to door,

This I know because I can hear.

Colorful lights are strung from roofs everywhere,

I know of this as December is upon us.

A horse drawn carriage is passing by,

This can be seen from my wanting mind.

What Is it you seek, you ask of me,

The sight that’s been taken, the sight lost,

That keeps my hopes and dreams alive. Keith Garrett

A CHILD ON CHRISTMAS EVE

A CHILD ON CHRISTMAS EVE

The sun goes down and supper is now finished,

Baths are in the works, pajamas are now worn.

Lights are all flashing, a fire, some eggnog, and a treat,

Excitement as Santa is coming and he’ll be here tonight!

Eyes of a child, lit up with joy on such a magical night,

Don’t forget milk and cookies, a hungry Santa in flight.

You watch your favorite cartoons of the season, magic,

Dreaming eyes, a yawn, it’s time for you to go to bed,

A child on Christmas Eve, I remember it so well.

Keith Garrett

A CELEBRATION OF CHRISTMAS IN HEAVEN

A CELEBRATION OF CHRISTMAS

IN HEAVEN

Imagine it, can it even be pictured in our mortal minds,

They’re getting ready for a party, a celebration in a place and time.

Spirits at rest, do they roam around within those heavenly gates,

Close your eyes and see all the guests that will join for this occasion.

Shed no tears as a father and mother dance once again together,

A grandmother and grandfather sing songs with family and friends again.

It’s been asked so many times, when we die is this the end, no more ever,

You don’t need to ask if in god and heaven you deep inside believe.

A celebration of Christmas in heaven would be of the most spectacular,

We celebrate the season here and pray for all those who are missed, they know.

Keith Garrett

CHRISTMAS SLIPPERS

CHRISTMAS SLIPPERS

Special slippers, a certain magic they possess,

Red with a touch of fluffy white, curled up toes,

Bells chime with each and every step, color of gold.

It is said that these slippers belonged to a young Mrs. Claus,

Put them on as they have made wishes come true.

When wearing they provide what is needed, beyond comfort,

They are quite old, Christmas slippers, a story of their own.

Keith Garrett

 

25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS

25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS

When December starts the pace of the season takes off,

There becomes much unneeded stress put upon ourselves.

A joyous time and celebration it should be these 25 days,

A time and chance to become a little closer to neighbors.

There’s a rush of shoppers dressed for this cold time of year,

Some are happy and thankful just enjoying the life that they have.

There are those who are unhappy and feel the need to show it,

Many emotions are witnessed throughout the holiday season.

Family comes to town, sharing a walk downtown within the lights,

Decorated shops and store windows up and down the streets.

25 days of Christmas are to be a special time with loved ones,

Share this time with them, try to forgive, let a grudge die today.

Keith Garrett