Christmas Prayer

Just a thought turned into a poem

Christmas time has become a mime.
We wander through and forget about You.
We don't remember Your part in our lives.
It's like we stab You with little knives.
I try to recall all You did for me.
You made the breeze.
You made the trees.
You made the stars which led the way,
To a baby laying in the hay.
Lord help us in this Christmas season to spread your joy.
To spread your sound to the people all around.

Author's Note

I know it isn't very good but it is all I've got lol

Reviews

[marie]

great job, the second to last line sounds kind of thrown in there, but given the rest of your piece i'd say you more than make up for it:)

[StayAnchored]

I agree about the last line and something will come to me eventually!
Thanks for the review!

[marie]

your welcome:) good luck:)