My Christmass Stroy Poem by Timothy Venard

On this cold December night,
Thin mist has set
A new moon has risen,
Set to never set.
Almost alive,
It watches

On this cold December night,
On my warm relaxing bed.
My heart still heavy,
My eyes unclosed
Although i dreamt
I never slept

On this cold December night
I cannot sleep for trying.
Try as i might
I cannot drift,
From here,
To the land of quite

On this dark December night
I must rise, for I cannot sleep.
My heart is breaking
I cannot think
I do not want to
I’d think of her

On this cold December night
I look through my window
Trying to clear my mind
And i see a great site
A single, lonely Christmas tree
And it inspired such great joy
My whaling heart was settled

On this cold December night
I am fast asleep
Setteled now
I just lay still
On this happy December night