Thursday, December 2, 2010

Winter Poem

The Season Winter
The Time of Jesus Christ's birth.
Santa is not real.

Christmas isn't about the present,
but of the past, that one event.
There is more to life than money,
It might be dark but soon to be sunny.
The world is covered in a blanket,
A huge white jacket.
The world shifts for a reason,
Different weather every season.
Winter has its holidays,
but everyone has their own ways.
Whatever religion one is,
from Jesus to Adonis.
Making the world a better place,
Once you die meet 'em face to face.
No one knows tomorrow,
Doesn't mean live in sorrow.
Christmas has its gets and gives,
Hoping for the life of relatives.
Use that brand new iPhone,
call that one that is alone.
Remember not to forget,
A dog is more than a pet.
Cherish those moments,
when you put the ornaments.
The end is near,
Don't worry have no fear.
We all come and go,
Just do it,
like Nike's logo.
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1 comment:

  1. I like how you talked about more than just getting gifts, but cherising family and helping others. There are also other little bits of advice/wisdom spread in the whole poem, which is different so its not cheesy like some of the other ones.

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