As I put the lights,

on the christmas tree,

I think of the christmasses,

that have gone before,

I think of friends,

past and present,

some have moved on,

some passed away to God's land.

I stop and ponder,

why is Christmas so special ?

I think,

it is because,

Christmas was heaven sent.

I dress my tree,

to make it look,

ever so pretty.

I think of my Grandparents

and those I have lost,

of those with no family,

no money in their pot.

Then I stop,

where did I put the bauballs and the fairy ?

I smile,

I am glad to be alive,

this Christmas time,

then I swear,

my lights are all tangled,

fuck this I need a ciggie.

Christmas time,

sure is the time to reminise,

it is a time to forgive.

I am taking a leaf,

out of Mandelas book,

the ambassador of forgiveness,

so as I move forwards,

to the new year,

I would like to wish you all,

good Christmas cheer.