Christmas Morn
A long time ago
Little lives expected little
Dad was out of work
It was Christmas morn
Patsy and Billy awoke
Then they searched around
Hanging by the bed
Were two old bulging darned socks
One for each of them
With a cry of glee
They pounced upon their treasures
Emptied on the bed
Each had an apple
A handful of sultanas
And an old comic
A long time ago
There were two happy children
To be so lucky
Times were simpler then. People appreciated more and expected less, I believe.
ReplyDeleteThey are blessed children to know where true happiness is.
ReplyDeleteMy father spoke of Christmases just such as these, my husband remembers them too. They knew when times were lean and yet there was always something special - back then oranges, apples, and nuts were special, and a comic book would have been a treasure. I wish we hadn't gone so far away from that kind of Christmas, to the realm of extreme indulgence and little meaning or appreciation. The picture you paint here with your words was sweet and beautiful indeed, Robin!
ReplyDeleteHappiness then were from simpler things. How time changed . . . . .
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't mind going back to those types of Christmas presents as an adult. I have plenty of stuff, and would far rather have an orange and see money put to better use, like car repairs and home updates.
ReplyDeleteGreat! Your right, people should be more grateful on Christmas. That's why I never ask for anything and I always like to give! : )
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