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A Child's Christmas

A troubling truth about a child's Christmas

He hated holidays
Coloring Santas that never came
Listening to stories of family
He had none crying with shame
Kids stringing popcorn in class
While he sneaks it in his pocket
Children go home excitedly
He dreads the walk in the snow
hole in his shoes, socks, and heart
Christmas day comes all too soon
Never unwrapping presents
but Unwrapping and replacing bandages
He lit up like the Christmas lights with bruises
His eyes glistened like the stars on trees with tears
A Child's Christmas isn't always what it seems.


B. Maxine Waldrep

Copyright © B. Maxine Revolution | Year Posted 2014

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Jslambert Mister Roboto Date: 8/19/2014 11:27:00 PM This Sadly, hits Home Way too hard, too close. WOW. I never had a Christmas as a kid...I was also abused, but I don't know why I just told you that, I might erase this like a pussy. But hell with it. I aint whining Either, My life is good now. My son is 11 and we celebrate the Hell outta some Fake Jesus' Bday!!!! Hey. Gotta ask you something, through observation,,,You are young aren't you? Not ripping on you at all, It's just once ppl get a certain age, they forget how to write like this. Login to Reply B. Maxine Revolution Date: 8/21/2014 11:39:00 AM I wanted to express the other ther side of holidays, most write about happy times, and oddly enough as I get older the more I want expose the darker more raw side of things, and to not be afraid to expose myself. Im glad you didnt let your past defeat you !!