My Christmas poem for all of you

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Here is a poem for you instead of a card for Christmas:

THE CHRISTMAS TREE

Such a day people laugh
but not because of the Christmas tree.
It's the day things go fast
but not because of the Christmas tree.

Sounds seem smooth,
seeings seem gold,
wishes seem sooth,
promises are bold,
but not because of the Christmas tree.

I searched for the truth
to find the reasons
old people breath youth
the secret of the season's?
Yes, it's not because of the Christmas tree.

The answer came in one of my dreams
through a voice coming from a strong white light.

"Christmas is the keyphrase that makes us teams
the tree is just the ticket to join the flight:
To where we started our life as kids,
to recharge our brain from what logic forbids."

Merry Christmas everybody!!!

DJ

p.s. I know it's not a great poem but it's from my heart.
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  • Profile picture of the author Lucas Becker
    Originally Posted by DakotaJStapp View Post

    Here is a poem for you instead of a card for Christmas:

    THE CHRISTMAS TREE

    Such a day people laugh
    but not because of the Christmas tree.
    It's the day things go fast
    but not because of the Christmas tree.

    Sounds seem smooth,
    seeings seem gold,
    wishes seem sooth,
    promises are bold,
    but not because of the Christmas tree.

    I searched for the truth
    to find the reasons
    old people breath youth
    the secret of the season's?
    Yes, it's not because of the Christmas tree.

    The answer came in one of my dreams
    through a voice coming from a strong white light.

    "Christmas is the keyphrase that makes us teams
    the tree is just the ticket to join the flight:
    To where we started our life as kids,
    to recharge our brain from what logic forbids."

    Merry Christmas everybody!!!

    DJ

    p.s. I know it's not a great poem but it's from my heart.
    Very nice poem, I like it. Have yourself a very Merry Christmas!
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      At Xmas time when we were kids,
      we were bloody poor,
      and Santa weren't too generous
      when he knocked upon our door

      But we made do by saving up,
      yes every little bit
      "We may be poor" said dear old Dad,
      "but I dont give a s**t!"


      Our Xmas tree stood tall & proud
      and rigid as a totem,
      With Xmas baubles hangin' there.....
      like testies in ya scrotum!

      Everyone loved Xmas dinner,

      no if's, and's or but's,
      and all us kids would piss ourselves
      when Grandpa dropped his guts.

      We'd leave a six pack for Santa
      and he always drank it quick,
      then I found out it was just me Dad,
      the alcoholic prick!


      But all in all we had fun,
      and lot & lots of cheer,
      Now I can't wait till I've got kids....
      cause I'll get a carton of beer!
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