A Christmas Letter

Dear Heavenly Father, 
You sent an amazing gift. 
Not just for me,  but the world. 
wrapped in swaddling clothes. 
Not under a tea,  but a star.
The gift of everlasting life. 

This year I have a gift for you. 
wrapped inside my beating chest. 
Slightly used but still works. 
Invaluable to most-
But priceless to you. 
My gift to you in broken and tattered form. 
Broken but not obsolete...
My gift is my heart. 

Not even close to perfect. 
Cracked here and there...
Covered in stains....
Stains from sins and short comings
In your eyes though,  it is spotless. 
It now belongs to you Lord,
and it's all I have to give. 
On this special day honoring you. 

Happy birthday baby Jesus. 
However,  I'm the lucky one. 
My Christmas present is your birthday present. 
Love, 
Opal
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Freda Avatar
November 29, 2020 at 4:37 AM
Painful poem, but well written, evokes sadness.
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