I long for the warm embrace Of home The open share Of you are here Feel welcome
No chimneys or chestnuts No turkeys or pumpkin pie No Santas No sleigh bells No snow. None has much reference Or regards much reverence in the memories Of Christmas I know.
The sun shines here Bright like our youths We sometimes can’t comprehend. Like their many creative minds We mustn’t underwhelm. The sun shines here Vibrant Like the colours that we wear: The same on our flag Waving proudly in the air. It shines powerful Like the potential we contain. Dynamic
The bark of guns Fade into the background So part of the dark outside That silence Scares the tough shell courage From his adolescent body