Christmas tree's and paper bags,
around lovers in the park.
Seated on a wooden bench
the little child that you are.
I'm ashamed of some things,
and the holiday's remind me
that when your alone-
there is always good reason.
Copyright (c) David DeSantis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Merry Christmas wishes to you... aroha Deana xx