Revealed to uncover

Written by: Cherica Eckiwaudah

Seeing my reflections covered
Never to be discovered

As I lay down this thick paint
Wanting not to faint

Absorbing all the color of Christmas Eve
Hoping I don’t mess up and deceive

If I do even one thing wrong
My life wont be a happy song

Everything has to be perfect or it’s my fault
Just as perfect when you have to pole vault

Mess up one thing its not good
Looking me up and down as they stood

To my surprise they liked the messiness
Because my windows were like Christmas

With snowmen of plenty and Santa Clause
And lots of reindeer with big brown paws

People walk by to look and to gander
This I know is the best December


By: Cherica Eckiwaudah
November 24, 2009