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Around the bend and to the left,
Stands our Christmas tree.
We wake with ecstasy to find,
What we think hides for me.
Under the tree and to the right,
Where are presents should lay.
But all we find is cold and dark,
With nothing to make us gay.
Around the bend and to the left,
Stands our Chrismas tree.
If only there was something left,
Something left for me.
- by Piggyzilla |
- Holiday Poem Contest
- | Submitted on 11/27/2008 |
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- Title: WIth Nothing Left
- Artist: Piggyzilla
- Description: I tried to write something different than the happy tales of the holidays and Christmas morning. I tried to portray the feelings of poor people on Christmas morning. In my class last year, we would have a fund raiser to buy gifts for a poor family that wouldn't be able to have presents normally on Christmas. I remember seeing those people and the delight on their faces when we would come in and give them all those present.
- Date: 11/27/2008
- Tags: nothing poor wishing
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Comments (6 Comments)
- supermario45 - 12/17/2010
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its pretty good :} fist one that talks about christmas {
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- kurisina doom7 - 11/30/2009
- its ok
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- madawine - 08/12/2009
- i love the way it talks about christmas is almost here and what happens when christmas is coming.
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- Reika123 - 07/26/2009
- BEAUTIFUL
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- Reaper55555 - 05/31/2009
- wow
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- Bananniesaur - 04/06/2009
- Very good. I like how you did something different. Is good.
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