Two smaller “Tree Presents” today. The best gifts come in small packages, they say…
TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY PRESENTS
Things you really wanted and got,
They are in the top slot.
Things you didn’t know
You wanted at all;
But are just what you want,
Come second, a close call.
Some presents are just
The true Santa,
No rhyme Santa.
Now it’s tricky,
The ones that require
A polite smiling face,
Looking full of desire.
The things you don’t want,
Things you actually hate,
Make you ill.
In the cupboard,
Off to charity shop,
Will it ever stop?
© Carolyn Gray (2015)
PRESENTS IN THE PAST
A thousand admirers stabbed at your heart
They had the strength of a mountain and the beauty of art
With all of the power to hustle romance
They created a world of colour and dance
They blew on their trumpets, gold banners unfurled
They offered great palaces in a glistening world
They were bearers of torches and carvers of stone
Who whispered a future, but stayed on their throne
The sadness of Christmas was too much to take
His presents were joyless, his excuses too fake
It took you so long to realise his game
You said you were foolish, but were too young to blame
So the lights all went out, and you sat all alone
No songs from a party were heard in your home
Just four empty walls, and a window of pain
Collecting your heartache like droplets of rain
This Christmas is different, simple and pure
No more betrayal you have to endure
You said goodbye to riches, goodbye to false gods
And are happy at last, against all the odds
© Glyn Harper (2015)