![]() ![]() The visit cut short by Christmas commotion. ![]() Purchase for Kindle readers on Amazon or Free Downloadable applications for your PC, iPhone, iPad, BlackBerry, and Android. Two perfect gifts for the readers in your life, or hostess gifts, or stocking stuffers.Ĭonsider purchasing my book, “I Have His Letters Still” – Poetry of Everyday Life (150 pages – $11.95) Order on Amazon, Īn inexpensive ($2) Ray Brown ePoetry Chapbook, Poetry of the Season – “Christmas”, six inspirational and thought provoking poems. Tomorrow there would be no throngs to uplift his soul, – he realized that his life was not so broad – With words of how their friend touched them – He remembered how at the end the visitors Till the AMC Stewart Classic, “It’s a Wonderful Life”Īnd broke the final straw which held the weave He flipped on the TV, cycled through the descriptions ![]() The one whose expectations could make a soul come up wanting. Maudlin days, sad constructs of the mind, The one whose setting was perfect for regrets He might be better off without this holiday – His wife, long since dozed off in the other room. His two children tucked, snuggled into bed It was almost as if he could not breathe. He looked down on the perfectly set scene. The young child nestled in a bed of strawĪ cardboard manger lit only by a singular bulbįelt the sad strains of the melody of life. In swaddling clothes and share whatever Christmas warmth If the evening was temperate they could wrap their own babe He asked her what she thought about attending Midnight MassĪt the local parish within walking distance, a block and one half away, They had both long since stopped going to church – The next morning over coffee and the Wall Street Journal He wondered whether he should have it examined.Ī 32 year old broker with a Harvard Masters He could not help but plant a kiss upon its foreheadĪnd when he laid his own head upon the pillow that evening Placing the young Christ Child on top of the refrigerator Until at age 32, he, himself, had a babe for Christmas.Īs he set this scene he remembered younger days. The story, not quite forgotten, but never repeated Said his evening prayers there – at the foot of the tree. Meant more than even the six shooters and holster The privilege of placing the Christ child Young baby Jesus would await Christmas day to appear. His family’s custom was to set the manger in early December He played out the scenes with the figurines, Held meaning beyond the limits of his young mind. Cover by Teresa Alessandria De Sapio – TADS – Art & Illustration TADS and Ray Brown ![]()
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