Father Christmas Poem by Melissa L. Pelletier

It is the way the color of the day
melts into night
Thoughts turn dark
with a halo on the horizon
Drown by words that pierce
like tiny stars of light
Crown of knowledge that hovers
singing praises of truth
beyond mortal men
Lifting us to a new dimention of love
we call heaven
An old man with knowing in his eyes
grief that takes lifetimes to acquire
Holy intentions just out of reach
heart still beats
in a withered society
It's indestructible force
when given away
will someday be returned
Stronger and more beautiful than ever
and needs no name