It's Christmas Poem by jan fuentez

The lights are on
Green, red, yellow, white
In a dark room
The air is gentle
Slowly whispering and
Dampening one's skin
It's Christmas and music fills
The heart, softens the listener
Lovely night indeed and I
Remember a story of a child
Who loves presents
But nobody gives
She longs for that
Envies her friends
But she has no choice
Still Christmas comes
And she sings the carols
Minus the presents she likes
But with her family and friends
She feels more secure, delighted and complete
It's more than she wants and
It's Christmas