Bob LazzarAtwood Poems

It was on a cold December day
That Christmas changed for good,
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The Little Christmas Tree

A happy little Christmas tree
Stood bravely in the cold,
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Santa grew discouraged
As he read his Christmas mail,
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Greatest Joys

They try to ruin Christmas,
Those who wring their profits from it,
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My Special Night with Santa

I was strolling home from work just after midnight Christmas Eve
Watching snowflakes softly decorate the houses and the trees,
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At times a parent’s job can be a joy-depleting role
As your children’s misbehavior slowly drains your self control.
It’s a source of great frustration and a war you never win,
Every time a battle ends it seems another one begins.
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It’s Christmas Time Again

Put your problems on probation
Run your troubles off the track,
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The Kortalenko's Christmas Gift

Viktor Kortalenko proudly stood outside his shop
The morning snow now freshly cleared away,
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The Angel Lady
By Bob Lazzar-Atwood; Copyright 2006

She was called 'The Angel Lady' for the ornaments she made
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The young physician smiled and motioned Santa to a seat,

He had finished his exam and the results were now complete,
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