David Francis Carter Poems

You're fifteen nearly sixteen but still a child to me

Even though you're now a young man and want some independency
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I look in the mirror,
And what I see
Is a stranger looking back at me
He does look like me
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I've always loved you with all my heart
But now my heart's knackered and worn
So I'll love you with other organs instead
That I've had since I were born
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I'm glad that I was born a man and not an equine beast
For if I'd been the latter
Life would have surely ceased
Its rare to find a crippled horse
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Santa's not an Eco-warrior
And I will tell you why
But I don't want him to stop coming so you needn't start to cry
Our presents come wrapped in paper and I don't want to spoil your fun but all this wrapping paper means another forest gone.
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An endearing image of Christmas is Rudolph
His nose all aglow
But I've got a secret to tell you
Something Santa don't want you to know
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It's not always been that easy, never the best of friends
But now you want to go it alone, so I guess this is the end
It's not too late to be neighbourly, though soon you may be gone
And we'll rename the union to Great Britain minus one
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What is Christmas spirit?
Is it a child's excitement & anticipation
Or helping the less fortunate to a
Better situation
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