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Christmas Morn, Night Still Paraded Its Cloak,
A Christmas Narrative

Christmas morn, night still paraded its cloak
dawn had not our dear earth with its rays soaked
yet something magical was in the air
for beneath barren tree, presents a pair
one was bright red, other was brighter blue
one was from me, other present from you!

I slept last night, nothing was under there
the floor was as empty as tree was bare
shock, I sought explanation for this scene
for even that bare tree glowed brighter green
snow began to falling as wonder grew
I wept with joy seeing present from you!

How and why a miracle came about
in a daze, my spirit let out a shout
twenty-one long years since we had last kissed
your wonderful beauty this soul had missed
now this blessing, something heavenly sent
I fell to sobbing for those lost years spent!

With tears still falling I heard a loud knock
I soon found coming, another great shock
opened the door, there you my darling stood
Christmas dress, red cloak and even red hood
aghast, heart skipped a beat or maybe three
your first words spoken were, long time no see!

We laughed and our day was heavenly bliss
we each said, how true love we did so miss
I pointed the bare tree and had to ask
how, how did you do this surprising task
she replied and asked, what I have no clue
I said, presents one from me, one from you!

I then saw deep shock and a truth I knew
that something nice had been sent but by who
she said, let see these mysterious gifts
as each one may true kindred souls uplift
opened, hers was a locket long since lost
mine a ring bought at very precious cost!

Each had been long lost in a tragic flood
buried very deep under tons of mud
both had been tokens of our raging love
sworn to vows we made to heaven above
how could such treasure have ever been sent
was such a most miraculous event!

As midnight moon, its soft glow shining down
saw us joined yet again in our hometown
set the scene for romance and sweetest bliss
we both wept at years we lost and time miss
hers tears falling onto my naked chest
we felt as lovebirds returned to our nest!

Was this real, our just another realm's dream
us coupled as a former loving team
magic was broken, as this we both heard
plain as day, came down loud echoing words
by a jolly fat man riding his sled
bringing Christmas joy while dressed all in red!

Be of cheer, tis' the season to rejoice
now greatest present given, a new choice
hold to this moment, letting in true bless
forget the past, no more sad sins confess
and that is truth of this surprising tale
miracle came, so true love would not fail!

Now brother poet, you are sure to ask
can you in this tall yarn now truly bask
I shall reply, why yes friend, such is true
earth is old, nothing under sun is new
may you read, enjoy this poetic verse
not think me a damn fool or something worse!

Robert J. Lindley, 12-19-2019
Christmas Narrative, 
(A Tale Told And A Romantic Story Once envisioned)
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