I HAD A LIFE

I sat and listened to his story, a life from this mans’ eyes,

I had a life were the words from his lips, he then went on.

Amazingly I have reached the magical one hundred years old,

This, my one hundredth Christmas will certainly be my last.

I remember some great times as a child playing in the snow,

Decorating our tree, father, mother, and sister so long ago.

Many holidays with my own children, watching their faces,

Decorating that special tree, waiting for Santa to show his face.

Christmas traditions spent with grandchildren, watching the snow,

Still, so many seasons ago, where have all the years gone, day by day away.

Great grandchildren I’ve been so fortunate to have seen, what a dream,

I had a life as I still live and breathe, a last Christmas to be, a Christmas to see.

Keith Garrett